The harp was a gift from Jacky Lanter's fey kin, as was the music Angharad pulled from its strings. She used it in her journeys through the kingdoms of Green Isles, to wake the magic of the Summerblood where it lay sleeping in folk who had never known they had it.
Harping, she knew, was on third of a bard's spells. Harping, and poetry, and the road that led . . .
Into the Green
Charles de Lint takes us once again into lands infused and transformed by magic. Magic that grows in the roots of ol...
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