A year on from the loss of Lord Pelagius Hunt of Mirecoombe, new Keeper Nancy Bligh is still struggling. She can banish the spirits and keep peace between the spriggans and piskies, but every time Nancy sleeps, she dreams of drowning. She is haunted by loss, and by whispers from all around of The Mother, and Nancy's witchcraft. As the only witch left, Nancy is eager for any guidance she can have. When she discovers the possibility that her grandmother, the most powerful witch of her time, might still live, she seizes her chance. Desperate for answers, Nancy journeys across the Cornish wilds to find her grandmother and uncover the secrets of The Mother, before it is too late.
Cornwall, 1786. For years, the villagers of Mirecoombe have turned to their Keeper, the old and battle-scarred Lord Pelagius Hunt, mediator between the worlds of men and fey, for help. But this is a time of change. Belief in the old ways, in the piskies and spriggans, has dimmed, kindled instead in the Reverend Cleaver’s fiery pulpit. His church stands proud above the mire; God’s name is whispered, hushed, loved. And now, death stalks Mirecoombe on the moor. There are corpses in the heather. There is blood in the gorse. Who will be the one to bring Mirecoombe back from the brink of darkness?
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