By Ellen Datlow
To coincide with the 2 hundredth anniversary of the beginning of Edgar Allan Poe, this anthology celebrates the intensity and variety of 1 of an important figures in literature. Compiled through multi-award successful editor, Ellen Datlow, it offers the various most appropriate abilities of the style, who've come jointly to reimagine stories encouraged via Poe.Sharyn McCrumb, Lucius Shepard, Pat Cadigan, M. Rickert, and extra, have lent their craft to this anthology, retelling such classics as "The Fall of the home of Usher," "The Tell-Tale Heart" and "The Masque of the crimson Death," exploring the very fringes of the style.
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