Echoes From Eden Classic Reprint

Excerpt from Echoes From Eden In the moon swept purple skies A woman, moves with sapphire eyes Through the dark, a thing of ice. She steps on stars (the strange hours pass) They make the music of broken glass As they fall in the void, resound and crash. Still and thin like a uted song, Icicles tinkle and jingle along, She moves where wondrous things belong. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works."