We all have memories, but what if the memories you have, the things that invade your very consciousness, aren’t only yours but of every person in your ancestral line. Everything they experienced, every touch, every ability, every fight to survive. Death under the Vermilion Cloud may be a blessing.
Richard Whyte was content with his life, his wife, his son, his job. Then the dreams became more frequent, became more real. Now he feels he’s at a tipping point. With his father in an asylum he begins to believe he may soon join him. That is until an appointment with an enigmatic psychoanalyst begins a journey where learning the true nature of his dreams comes as little relief.
An ancestral line destined for a single purpose, free everyone from their repressed mind or unlock a genocide under the Vermilion Cloud.
William Soppitt is a non-award winning author of contemporary fiction with a dash of science fiction. Living in England, with his wife and children, he fills his spare time writing and reading original fiction. Having experienced a variety of jobs, including the armed forces, he now works two jobs in his home town. A keen reader of all genres, his stories attempt to capture the human element of the many scenarios dreamt up by him with an emphasis on originality. 'Unknown Object' a story of betrayal, lost hope and self-doubt in the midst of an earth changing event, was his first foray into self-publishing. His most recent novel, 'Vermilion Cloud' was released in 2015 and tells the story of a man who regains the memories of his ancestors and the chilling reason why.
Gave me a good read, very visual if you know what I mean. Some errors with grammar but i've read worse in mainstream.
The main character of Richard, despite having to fight, isn't the typical macho guy. Really liked Peter even if he was the baddie, made me smile a lot. Story twists and turns nicely but felt Connie could have played more of a part, especially when they reached home.
Would recommend, but one star deducted which I may give back if a sequel appears as I felt it could go further.