When school-leaver Jessica's reclusive great-grandfather bequeaths her a haunted castle in the Welsh borderlands, she's thrust into a world of hostile strangers, troublesome Romany tenants, and a strange gift that shows her disjointed visions of the past. And that's only the start of it. She thinks she's going mad, until old family stories and the superstitious fears of locals convince her that something sinister really is going on at Kidd Castle, and all the while the gift keeps drawing her deeper into the secrets of her ancestors.The only person who seems to understand what's happening is the young Romany street artist, Joe. In the face of deadly danger to them and their loved ones, Jessica and Joe must master the gift before the past imposes its terrible will on the present. David Bridger settled in England's West Country after twenty years of ocean-based mischief, during which he worked as a lifeguard, a sailor, an intelligence gatherer and an investigator.Then he got hurt, came home a bit physically broken, and for good measure caught a severe Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (ME) virus in a military hospital.Now he writes science fiction and fantasy novels. Sometimes they're informed by his experiences out on the crinkly blue.He writes what he loves for readers who love what he writes.He's a lot of things, including a science fiction, fantasy, and non-fiction author. Pagan. Hedge witch. Old salt. Nonpartisan ecosocialist hermit. Novelist, playwright, poet. Friend of crows, rescuer of dogs, adopter of donkeys. Spoonie. Trans ally. Preferred pronouns he and him.
