"By the power I hold, I call you forth from
your hiding-place of flesh—come ye out."
The Sea-Witch
Out of the sea she came, this gloriously beautiful woman, to compass a weird
revenge that had been too long delayed—a saga of Heldra the
lovely, Heldra the wicked, written by the author
of "When the Green Star Waned"
HELDRA HELSTROM entered my life in a manner peculiarly her own. And while she was the most utterly damnable woman in all the world, at the same time, in my opinion, she was the sweetest and the most superbly lovely woman who ever lived.
A three-day northeast gale was hammering at the coast. It was late in the fall of the year, and cold as only our
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