Author: Jessica

Picture a house constructed upon the skeletons of tales, where the wind carries not just salt, but the quiet whispers of the dead. Evie Wyld’s “The Echoes” is not a novel; it is a seance, an exorcism of shadows whereby the past seeps into the present like ink on damp paper. Prepare to be haunted. Let’s dive right into the review of The Echoes by Evie Wyld. Our heroine, Freya, comes to a shack hugging a desolate coastline, running from trauma that clings to her like a second skin. But the country, ah, the country! It is a palimpsest of…