“…A rare imaginative feat and the taste that it leaves is haunting.”
From the Back Cover
'Something was stirring in the valley, something powerful and old. Something which had no place in the rational modern world…'
Gwyn heard noise behind him, and he turned. A lump of pebble-dash had come off the wall, and another fell, and in their place on the wall two eyes were watching him.
The hot summer days were filled with an oppressiveness that the heat alone could not explain. Alison, Gwyn and Roger could feel it, but only Huw could really understand it. And as the inevitable confrontations between present and past drew nearer, Gwyn alone seemed strong enough to stall the disaster that hung over them all.