“The Wood has stirred,” he said, voice low and resonant.
“It does not rouse itself without cause.”
Alex swallowed. “What does it want?”
Hawk tilted his head, studying her with an unsettling gentleness.
“It seeks the truth you have carried …
Category: Adult Fairy Tales
The Hawk, the Hound and the Sacred Wood
There are places in this world that don’t show up on any map. They don’t have addresses or visiting hours. You can’t search for them. They find you — usually when you’ve stopped looking, when you’re searching for something …