Winter Beauty

Excerpt from THE DEAD GAME

Chapter 22

Their car neared the house. A stunning sight unfolded before their eyes. Encased in a tight circle of trees, shimmering from the lights strung through their heavy branches, the glass house sparkled against the dark night sky: a huge glass ball shooting green sparks of light from within its rounded walls. Its great dome twinkled as radiantly as the multitude of stars shining down from above.

      Todd left the car with the valet and led the way up the marble stairs to the rounded front door. Two armed men, dressed in tuxedos, guarded the door, their holstered guns only slightly marring the fantasy image running through Linda’s vivid imagination: for as soon as she turned away to admire the scenery, she was once again in fantasyland.

     The panorama facing her was doused in white. Gleaming white snow caps covered the tops of the tall trees and the great dome of the house. Snow was falling on them from somewhere. She could feel snowflakes melting on her lips. They felt wet, like real snowflakes. She touched her face and hair. Her hand came away wet. She had snow on her fingertips. She searched the grounds for a snow machine, but couldn’t locate anything—not on the glass domed roof or in any of the trees. She couldn’t believe that genuine snow was falling on them from the dark sky. The landscape resembled a winter wonderland despite it being fall in Florida.

     Todd placed his hand against her back to escort her into the house. The others followed them into the glowing green ball that was alive with dazzling lights, music, and laughter.

     Once inside, Linda was mesmerized by the glittering glass walls that mirrored the dancing images of the guests twirling around the marble dance floor. These images were cast in bright halos of light reflected from the myriad of crystal chandeliers hanging throughout the room.

     Soft candlelight from mounted crystal sconces flickered across the intricate patterns carved into the green walls. It was the most beautiful and fascinating house that she had ever seen. She glanced back and watched Shana’s mouth drop open. She was certain that Shana would agree that the house appeared simply magical.

     Couples were swirling around the immense dance floor. They were dancing in a large studio between Diane’s life-sized statues. Each sculpture was carved from clear glass: each one revealing a full-sized person. Linda found them to be too lifelike. She stood next to one and stared into it frozen face. She was startled by a fleeting expression of horror that seemed to cross over its features; as if a real person was trapped inside, staring out at her from within his glass tomb. Then the look was gone and the statue appeared lifeless once again.




14 thoughts on “WINTER FANTASY

  1. mihrank November 23, 2014 / 3:03 pm

    Just brilliant – You are a star!


    • Susanne Leist November 23, 2014 / 6:15 pm

      Thanks so much. I fell in love with this picture. It reminded me of a scene in my book.


      • mihrank November 23, 2014 / 6:21 pm

        I fell in love as well 🙂


    • mihrank November 23, 2014 / 6:23 pm

      Will you add them for me, than I can play a piano during your book introduction:)


  2. Susanne Leist November 23, 2014 / 6:25 pm

    I will take you on tour with me. You’ll play the music and I’ll read my book. It’s nice to have dreams.


    • mihrank November 23, 2014 / 6:27 pm

      This is something we are going to do it – dreams later on!


  3. jmsabbagh December 7, 2014 / 11:38 am

    Lovely seasonal post ,thank you for liking my post.Its good to hear from you Susanne.Have a wonderful Sunday.Jalal


    • Susanne Leist December 7, 2014 / 1:20 pm

      Thank you. I haven’t heard from you in awhile. I was worried. Have a great weekend, Susanne


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