Riding the white mare on the wild hunt
on all hallows’ eve.
Chased by the cat and the black raven.
with the moon in the sky.
At the thinning of the veil,
the end of the old year has arrived,
Nature is in decay,
the winter fires are lit
as a cold wave drifts across the barren land.
The sun is in the realm of the underworld,
chaos abounds in the darkness.
The hands of the clock are frozen
and time is entangled in the spiritual demesne.
The fairy host and the faithful departed
gather as the portals are opened.
The shivering ghosts float from the wet borderlands
and the naked and frozen forests of hazel and hemlock.
to the warmth of the hearth
And the offerings for the souls of the dead.
by Kevin McManus
A terrifying Irish ghost story.
Don’t go into the woods tonight ….
The Brookdale House holds a dark secret.
A chain of misfortune compels a young man to stop in the village of Kilcolman on his journey to the West of Ireland. He finds shelter in the Brookdale house.
The arrival of the traveller awakens an ancient, unnatural and terrifying force.
Kevin McManus is an award winning writer from Western Ireland. He is an active member of the CWA (The international Crime Writers Association). In 2016 the author was awarded the Leonard Trophy for his writing and in 2017 and 2018 Under the Red Winter Sky and New Blood were voted the best Crime Novels of the year out of 2000 nominated books.
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~Morgan~
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