We are in Boston, 1990, to Christmas. War is in the air. The sensitive Bookseller Lawrence has fled to the city on the Charles River, to get over the separation from his partner away. Lawrence has no idea that meanwhile, on the roof of his house receives a succuba their abode - a creature of hell, shape-walker and nurturing of human souls. The succuba is the daughter of Belial, the mortal enemy of Leviathan. Soon, the battle rages between the forces of evil on the streets of Boston, and we humans are nothing more than best resources.
Dawn Song urges the reader with a large pool of characters and plot lines. It is important to read this book with great interest, because I had to experience myself to swim without mercy on the spot when it tries to verkonsumieren in convenient snacks. But worth the effort because Michael Marano is a virtuoso of narrative and atmospheric horror genre. The oppressive atmosphere to end Boston's streets, he translates into dark and fine images, poetic metaphors.
While Lawrence gradually loses itself and is sinking the city into brutality and despair, below the succuba forward planned and unstoppable - in fact pave corpses their way, yet so banal you can not say no, because in reality it is much, much worse. Often Dawn Song can confuse the reader back, the book says little and even less well founded, yet it is none of these tangled concoctions who draw their secret from their obscurity. I would say most likely this: you can read this novel in less , you just have to sensing . Whoever succeeds, the constant question of "why let go of a moment that rewarded Dawn song with a long lingering, intense reading experience.
