Preston Child asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.
In this historical story, the author allows his faithful readers a hot insight into the darkness of a medieval village.
Apart from her name, sixteen-years-old Demine Ravenheart lives a normal and average life, however, one day during a hairdresser’s visit, she overhears a conversation of two old ladies and learns that she has a medieval namesake. From that moment on, this legend attracts the young girl and put her under a spell, a deadly spell that takes her into the dark area of the witch-burnings. Can Demine escape her destiny?
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters and situations within its pages and places or persons, living or dead, is unintentional and co-incidental.
A past of blood, uncovered before your eyes;
a curse, spoken in vain, from a girl that dies;
and a mind, modern and free to explore
justice is all this young woman is looking for.
Deep in the forest, hidden from the village;
a pile of ash, the last remains of a witch;
a blood-moon, a journey to the beginning;
will the church be allowed of winning?