Mystic Crow - Harris, Marike
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"Relax. Listen to your sound of your breathing and the sound of my voice. Close your eyes and open your heart. Banish all thoughts from your head and take steady breath. Now allow yourself to fall into a warm, soothing trance." Nicol Fulmar was a gentle, enchantress in her forties would occasionally use her calming voice and hypnotism to relieve fears and anxieties by entrancing her family of friends in the lakeside community. Her home felt alive with love on a magical slope on Lake Memphremagog until it died with her mysterious murder. Inspector Duforêt and lieutenant Leblanc, two middle aged…mehr

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Produktbeschreibung
"Relax. Listen to your sound of your breathing and the sound of my voice. Close your eyes and open your heart. Banish all thoughts from your head and take steady breath. Now allow yourself to fall into a warm, soothing trance." Nicol Fulmar was a gentle, enchantress in her forties would occasionally use her calming voice and hypnotism to relieve fears and anxieties by entrancing her family of friends in the lakeside community. Her home felt alive with love on a magical slope on Lake Memphremagog until it died with her mysterious murder. Inspector Duforêt and lieutenant Leblanc, two middle aged detectives from the Sûreté de police in Magog, follow clues from the Quebec Eastern Townships to New Zealand, under the inquisitive eyes of Nicol's loving crow, Mowat, in order solve the hateful crime.
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Marike Harris always enjoyed spending her summers at her grandparents' lakeside country cottage near her native Montreal with her parents and close relatives. Each summer, her father would rent other cottages on the same lake, Lake Memphremagog. Marike experienced many friendships as well as different landscapes at these cottages, from farm land to cliffside, mountainside to beach side, whether it was tumbled pebbles or sand. Being prohibited from watching television during the summers by her parents, Marike and her friends would entertain themselves with outdoor adventures. The water was always her playground as she paddled her canoe, rode in her Opa's antique, mahogany speedboat or sailed in her father's Flying Junior to the different islands and her summer-friends' cottages where she climbed trees, had treasure hunts and swam all day. When on land, she would often hide herself in the woods with her two cats and write glorified stories on huge rocks surrounded by trees. Marike combined her love for writing with the need to share her wonderment for the splendor of nature. She always wrote about animals because she felt that they needed a voice as did the birds and the bees. she started writing at a university level at McGill where she started off with math then literature and finally got bachelor's degree in physical geography. Marike has moved westward up the St. Lawrence River to Brockville, Ontario. She lives with her two children and a plethora of songbirds and squirrels. She enjoys going on daily walks along the River with Robin Quartus, the eagles, swans, ospreys, watching her sixteen year old son, Ethan, sail and her fourteen year old daughter, Annika, play the guitar.