He called it “our museum,” didn’t he? And for much of my life I thought it actually did belong to us, along with our mansion on Fifth Avenue and our summerhouse in Newport. I remember sitting atop my father’s shoulders that day, watching the groundbreaking ceremony and thinking the whole celebration was for me. Philippe Salome was on the board of New York City’s Metropolitan Museum of Art and helped found the American Museum of Natural History, whose cornerstone was laid on my fifth birthday. If I had a curious mind, I’d inherited it from him. Now if you can just temper your impulsiveness. A curious mind is the most important attribute any man or woman can possess. “Your questions,” my father always said to me, “will be your saving grace. Who took me from the light and into the darkness.
Woman of moon dreams, of legends and of nightmares. And so this story-which began with me fleeing my home in order to escape my husband and might very well end tomorrow, in a duel, in the Bois de Boulogne at dawn-is as much hers as mine. Or perhaps I should say she forced her help on me. I did not cause the madness, the deaths, or the rest of the tragedies any more than I painted the paintings. "synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title. This is Sandrine's "wild night of the soul," her odyssey in the magnificent city of Paris, of art, love, and witchery. She's become possessed by La Lune: A witch, a legend, and a sixteenth-century courtesan, who opens up her life to a darkness that may become a gift or a curse Then darker influences threaten-her cold and cruel husband is tracking her down and something sinister is taking hold, changing Sandrine, altering her. Together they explore the hidden night world of Paris, the forbidden occult underground and Sandrine's deepest desires.Īmong the bohemians and the demi-monde, Sandrine discovers her erotic nature as a lover and painter. Although her grandmother insists it's dangerous for Sandrine to visit, she defies her and meets Julien Duplessi, a mesmerizing young architect. The house, famous for its lavish art collection and elegant salons, is mysteriously closed up. Sandrine Salome flees New York for her grandmother's Paris mansion to escape her dangerous husband, but what she finds there is even more menacing. Rose creates her most provocative and magical spellbinder yet in this gothic novel set against the lavish spectacle of 1890s Belle Époque Paris.
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