Saileach Dubh

Book Seven — The Darkwood Series

The branch was floating upstream.

Nobody said anything. They kept paddling.

That was the first thing. There were others.

Grace has faced things that don't belong in the world. She has held them down while they screamed. She has carried the dead home in her memory and kept moving. She has learned, book by hard book, how to read the Oracle's guidance and trust it even when it costs her something she wasn't ready to give.

She is, by any measure, at the height of what she has become.

The Great Dismal Swamp does not care.

Saileach Dubh — pronounced SAL-akh Doo, Irish Gaelic for Black Willow — is the seventh novel in the Darkwood Series, and it asks a question the series has been building toward without ever stating it directly:

What do you do when the thing you're hunting is everywhere the water goes?

The Oracle sends Grace and her team into one of the oldest, strangest, most deliberately unmapped wildernesses on the eastern seaboard. The Great Dismal Swamp straddles northeastern North Carolina and southern Virginia, accessible only by water, ancient beyond reckoning, soaked in centuries of human suffering and human hope and human disappearance. People fled here. People hid here. People came looking for sanctuary.

The branch was floating upstream.

The trap had already closed.

They just didn't know it yet.

Saileach Dubh — coming in the Darkwood Series.