She’d been looking forward to this special day for so long, ever since she realised that the Dark Moon would fall at Samhain. She’d always felt drawn to the magic of the Dark Moon, always felt a thrill of power shiver through her when the stars glittered in a moonless sky. She didn’t know that she shared this affinity with Yul, as he had always been secretive about it too. The day had started auspiciously when she’d been woken by a crow cawing in the trees outside her bedroom. She’d smiled as she dragged herself from the world of sleep and dreams and had greeted the spirit of Mother Heggy. Leveret was convinced that the old Wise Woman was watching over her and that tonight, when the veil was at its thinnest, the crone would make contact with her from the Otherworld. She planned to journey for the first time after she’d walked the labyrinth in the Village Green. The Fly Agaric, harvested the week before, would take her on this journey. She knew what to do and had secretly prepared the mushroom’s scarlet cap as instructed in the Book.
