Epona, Goddess of horses, dogs, healing springs and crops, prays for the coming of the girl child prophesized to be born with the sight for the magnificent Friesian horses.
Yokami Sukani's Katana recognises Marie MacDonald.
A bargain is struck.
In modern Australia, the awaited one, Connor MacDonald is birthed, awakening the ancient Scottish Horsemen from their three-century slumber.
Brutality finds her.
Bishamon, made with rage, hunts for his blade,
Born of the blood of the ancient Scots, named Daughter by the immortal Samurai; doubly blessed or doubly cursed. Will Connor MacDonald be Bishamon's instrument of revenge?
Autorentext
As a career nurse/midwife, I have celebrated life and birthing all of my adult life. Study and research has always been my playground. After being awarded a PhD, I turned my attentions to my other passion?writing. A love of the Scots and their history is a common thread in my works of fantasy.
I smell rain before clouds gather across the sky. I feel the dawn before the sun paints my world the colours of the earth. It is the flit of gossamer wings above my head as I walk through the garden that warms my soul and makes me glad that faeries exist. The universe is my mistress and my strength. Things that growl in the shadows or snap at my ankles in the night are my dark friends?the source of my creativity.