There were a few locations in town where one might seek out knowledge, but the best place was the tavern, […]

Killarney, Ireland, 1847The potatoes were nothing but black mush. He’d spent hours tilling the ground, removing the rocks, tending the

The walk home shouldn’t have been long, but he was reveling in his thoughts and the memory of her body

Nothing seemed out of place in the nightscape around them. There were a few trees and bushes, but nothing peered

The fiddler had been joined by a drummer and harpist, and the first song was a joyful jig. As they

It seemed like a thousand years passed before Sunday finally arrived, and while Genty was nearly as excited for Aaron

Killarney, Ireland, 1846Aislyn was standing next to the well, the one that most townsfolk used to water their animals when

Over the next several days, the Dark Ones went on a spree that left many homes missing loved ones, a

Killarney, Ireland, 1840Kian O'Braonain was the best friend anyone in the world could ever have. He could run as fast

Killarney, Ireland, 1837Voices from beneath the loft, off in the corner by the hearth, awoke him, and Aaron stilled himself