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325 pages, Hardcover
First published July 1, 2008
And our elders must stay out of sight; the physical changes that take place as we move into great age are almost impossible to conceal. Our skin thickens; our fingers harden and become clawlike. Some clans grow wings and their spines extend into tails. Now you know why Orson Welles wore capes towards the "end" of his life. I am convinced that the legends of devils and demons have their genesis in sightings of the Elders.And Ovsanna tells you that most of what you think you know about vampires was made up by--that's right--the Hollywood vampyres who put out all those horror movies! Still, a young vampyre can shape-shift at will:
A hawk was always my favorite, but never a bat. Nothing so cliched. These days, transitions like that take a real toll on my body. Even the simplest attempt leaves me screaming with effort. And afterwards, coming back to human form while my body readjusts, well, the muscle spasms are crippling. ... I've also noticed that I never quite return to my original shape. Something is always just ever so slightly out of whack. Last time, I was left with a few small feathers on my back. Try explaining that at the waxing salon.As you can easily imagine, Ovsanna has a completely human assistant; she's Maral MacKenzie from Louisiana, and the true nature of her relationship with Ovsanna gradually becomes clear as Ovsanna decides to share more with us in her narration. I found myself liking all three of them, Peter, Maral, and even Ovsanna, despite the latter's executive temperament--which of course has involved some necessary terminations along with the fake deaths to preserve vampyres' secret identity.