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Olivia and Edward Lereux live a quiet life with their chocolate Border collie, Axel in a picturesque cottage flanked by Maine’s blustery cliffs, far from town and people. Outwardly, their lives appear normal, but they’re not ordinary people. The Lereux family is cursed with something that has claimed their ancestors many years.

When Ravine Lereux receives a distressing letter from her Uncle Edward, she must return to a place she swore never to return, a place that’s haunted by something, an abnormal presence she feared as a child. Now she must face it again. As she races to the aid of her aunt and uncle, she makes an unsettling discovery about herself and her family.

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Ravine Lereux

A Supernatural Short Story

E. Denise Billups

Copyright (C) 2018 E. Denise Billups

Layout design and Copyright (C) 2019 by Next Chapter

Published 2019 by Next Chapter

Cover art by Cover Mint

This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without the author's permission.

Books by E. Denise Billups

Novels

By Chance

Chasing Victoria

Kalorama Road

Short Stories

Ravine Lereux

The Playground

Rebound

The raven bends infinity, casts light into darkness, andGuides lost souls to their authentic selves.

“There is wisdom in a raven's head.”~Gaelic Proverb~

Cailleach

Beware the Cailleach, the veiled one

She's disguised in many forms

A beautiful enchantress

An old hag

And even a crow or raven

At will, she commands land and sea

Stealing skies with dark clouds

Enchanting forest misty, and

Unleashing winter's tempest

When ethers pause and ravens arise

You'll know she's arrived.

~E. Denise Billups~

The Gaelic Mythology of Cailleach, pronounced (Kye-luhkh), is a divine hag, a creator and weather deity. A goddess of winter and spring, like the seasons she's ageless and infinitely renewed and believed to appear in many forms, even crows,andravens. During times of war, she enchants withmistand forms dark clouds over battlefields. She's as ancient as history.

Olivia A Quarter Moon

“A QUARTER MOON … WE'RE SAFE.” Olivia Lereux leans into the night and squints her green French Creole eyes at the two-sided moon—half dark, half opalescent. She sighs and tugs the plaid shawl about her thin shoulders, espying thick fog crowning Frenchman Bay, and Porcupine Island ahead. A view she and her brother Edward watched countless evenings on the porch in silence. Olivia lolls in her usual wicker chair, creaking beneath her delicate frame. She tilts her head, relishing the cool mist on her face and a trickle of herbal tea down her throat. The infusion soothes biting pain moving like microscopic volcanic ruptures along her arms and legs. A monthly ailment she's suffered since eighteen intensifies with old age.

“It's a quarter moon, Axel,” she says, rubbing the top of her beloved chocolate Border collie's head.

Axel barks twice rises to his hind, and howls a double “A-rooo,” that sounds almost human.

“Love you too,” she says with a chuckle at his mimicry which he often does when directly spoken to. He lifts his wolfish yellow-eyed gaze and prods his nose into her side, a motion for a rub she gives reflexively with a double treat he loves, a scratch behind his ears. My constant companion … Without him, she'd be alone when work sequesters Edward for days in the laboratory.