Kachina - Kathryn Ptacek - 1986 1st Tor Books Paperback - Paul Stinson Cover

Condition: Acceptable. Please see the images for more details. Featured in Paperbacks From Hell! Cover Art: Paul Stinson Blurb: “Accompanying her anthropologist husband on an expedition to study an isolated tribe in the territory of New Mexico in 1880, Elizabeth Stephenson is terrorized by a series of bizarre dreams that become more horrifying with the passing of each night.” Back of Book Blurb: “A spirit. A mask. A cult. A way of life and death. Accompanying her anthropologist husband on a trip to study the Konochine, an isolated tribe in the territory of New Mexico in 1880, Elizabeth Stephenson's life is changing into the substance of dreams. The dreams seem real-too real - more insistent with the passing of each night. Sometimes the vision wears white; sometimes nothing at all. Sometimes her hands are red with blood. Elizabeth wakes, night after night, trying to call out, but cannot make a sound. After a while she drifts off to sleep... to dream again. To see the kachina, breathing, and walking toward her. To see the kachina lift her half-mask, and to see the kachina's face, painted with blood-not of beast- but of man. Terrified, she awakes, and reassures herself. They're only dreams. Aren't they?“ ISBN 0-812-52445-4

Kachina - Kathryn Ptacek - 1986 1st Tor Books Paperback - Paul Stinson Cover

Condition: Acceptable. Please see the images for more details.

Featured in Paperbacks From Hell!

Cover Art: Paul Stinson


Blurb
: “Accompanying her anthropologist husband on an expedition to study an isolated tribe in the territory of New Mexico in 1880, Elizabeth Stephenson is terrorized by a series of bizarre dreams that become more horrifying with the passing of each night.”

Back of Book Blurb:A spirit. A mask. A cult. A way of life and death.

Accompanying her anthropologist husband on a trip to study the Konochine, an isolated tribe in the territory of New Mexico in 1880, Elizabeth Stephenson's life is changing into the substance of dreams. The dreams seem real-too real - more insistent with the passing of each night.

Sometimes the vision wears white; sometimes nothing at all. Sometimes her hands are red with blood. Elizabeth wakes, night after night, trying to call out, but cannot make a sound. After a while she drifts off to sleep... to dream again.

To see the kachina, breathing, and walking toward her. To see the kachina lift her half-mask, and to see the kachina's face, painted with blood-not of beast- but of man.

Terrified, she awakes, and reassures herself. They're only dreams. Aren't they?“

ISBN 0-812-52445-4

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