β Scribed by Charles de Lint
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
At the heart of Tamson House is the Wood. And in that Wood is the MysteryTamson House, in modern, urban Ottawa, is a rambling, eccentric curiosity of a houseβand a place of hidden Power. Built at a point where the leylines meet, upon land that was once a sacred site, it is the gateway to a spirit world where Celtic and Native American magicks mingle and leak into our own.In the overgrown garden of Tamson House, a Coyote Man waits, green children walk, and music rises to greet the moon. From the garden, a vast and primal wood is just one spirit-step away... and in that wood is something that threatens the very existence of Tamson House, and all who dwell within.Charles de Lint returns to the spirit-world of his bestselling Moonheart in a splendid work of urban fantasy, bringing myth, music, and magic into our modern world.
π SIMILAR VOLUMES
At the heart of Tamson House is the Wood. And in that Wood is the Mystery Tamson House, in modern, urban Ottawa, is a rambling, eccentric curiosity of a houseand a place of hidden Power. Built at a point where the leylines meet, upon land that was once a sacred site, it is the gateway to a spirit w
### Review Praise for _Cold Magic_ : "Elliott pulls out all the stops in a wildly imaginative narrative that will ring happy bells for fans of Philip Pullman's His Dark Materials trilogy." (**_Publisher's Weekly_** ) "Elliott has concocted something very special and original here, with elem
### From Publishers Weekly The first installment of Elliott's Spiritwalker trilogy puts a decidedly steampunk edge on epic adventure fantasy. The setting is a pseudo-Victorian Europe at the emergence of an industrial revolution, replete with dirigibles, gas lights, and great political and social up
The deadliest secrets are the ones we keep from ourselves One year ago, seventeen-year-old Marayah Freeman nearly died in a tragic car accident that also took the life of her best friend, Hailey. Memories of the accident plague Marayah, but no one believes theyre real. They say