Banshee

She was waiting for him by the low wall which bounded the fields from the road. A young woman, her grey garments covered in snow, ice glittering in her hair and eyes. She was terrifyingly beautiful. Her face was small and oval, her eyes huge and slightly slanted and her lips were peeled back from unnaturally long teeth. She raised her arm and beckoned to him.

Apesar do nome do conto se referir a outro conhecido, me lembra demais a Amanda, ainda mais quando ela grita. Um dos melhores contos do livro, com absoluta certeza



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