Outcasts of the Wildwood
β Scribed by Rachel Atwood
- Publisher
- DAW
- Year
- 2022
- Tongue
- en-US
- Weight
- 241 KB
- Category
- Fiction
- ISBN
- 0756417589
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β¦ Synopsis
Nick, an orphan raised at Locksley Abbey has made friends with the Wildfolk: the Greenman, Robin Goodfellow, dryads, water sprites, and other paranormal creatures. He often hides in the nearly forgotten abbey crypt, where he found Elena, the goddess of sorcery, crossroads, and cemeteries. He carries her vessel and tries to learn from her wisdom.
Robin Goodfellow lives with a curse. Half of each day he must spend as a hideous gnome with a bit of magic and near immortality. The other half of the day he can live as Robin Hood, archer of legend. At the time of his curse sixty years before, an insane magician trapped Robinβs love, Marian in a secret chamber that keeps her in perpetual sleep. The only way Robin can break the curse is to awaken Marian in his gnome form and have her recognize his true face.
But the magic is breaking down. Marian will die if Robin doesnβt break the curse soon. He needs Nickβs help, his affinity for dark underground places, and Elenaβs whispers to find Marianβs secret chamber and decipher the clues to breaking the curse.
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