2 Ergebnisse.

Bhòid grasped Sulaire's hand. 'Stay behind me. Whatever happens.' She shook her head, her face a wild mask of red and shadows in the firelight, and stayed where she was. The wolves slipped out of the woods, moving over the snow in a loose pack of shadows... Thousands of years ago in Stone-age Scotland... ...twin brother and sister, thrall born, but with dreams beyond the Custom of the Beaver Clan. Bhòid can only become a Hunter if he shows ou...

One should never underestimate poetry's capacity to convey tender­ness. Brink's reflections on the life that was - home, husband, family, convention - are both touching and true. Charting the struggle to renew the self, the poems become more playful and confident with an inventiveness of form and exuberance of wordplay." - Deb Westbury "Written from the intersections of science and religion, Charlotte Clutterbuck's Brink is a subtle, even del...