Rain Teller

Woman Made of Green (Jayke Cloudwalker: stories from the Mystical and the Unknown, #1) (eBook, ePUB)

• Format: ePub

Produktbeschreibung

"Before you stands the disconnected soul of a woman whose genius's whispers are of true greatness, but whose suffering has overshadowed all the love in her heart. She needs a healer to heal, just like you need to heal by becoming a healer."

Meet Jayke Cloudwalker, a broken-hearted private eye, whose office rests above the clouds, in the metaphysical realm of the Mystical and the Unknown. He wears a hat made of ayahuasca leaves, and looks like a peculiarly shaped musical note.

In "Woman Made of Green", Cloudwalker is commissioned with finding three women who have only one thing in common: they are all dead. One by one, the detective is about to bring their souls back to life, so that he himself may rebirth.

What others say

"It's like Dante's comedy, but better" -Mark Vertigo

"It has a rare dreamlike quality that really resonates with me and my own free spirit." -AB

"Deep, multi-layered and profound, Jayke Cloudwalker will challenge you on matters of the metaphysical that pays dividends on every read." -Erik Smithson

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: TheRainWillCome
• Erscheinungstermin: 13. Dezember 2018
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781540124814
• Artikelnr.: 54832606

Autorenporträt

Behind the curtains of everyday convenience hides a world of wonder. A world of magic that has all the shades but those of gray. A world where light penetrates the darkness and darkness embraces the light. The Mystery speaks through it, the rain dances its enigmatic songs. TheRainWillCome dedicates itself to capturing glimpses of this world without disturbing its subtleties - bringing rich, multidimensional stories, sacred in their nature, spiritually entertaining, artful, and profound. The Stage bleeds, you see, and the Theatre goes strong. Mother Earth is barely heard over the rattles of commerce, and the mystical language of the unconscious lies bleeding where our geniuses sing their divine songs. Yet, I still believe that the rain will come. Join me on this journey; one storytelling droplet at a time, until I'm not. -rainteller