Uncanny Ireland Spawn Every throw counts

Every throw counts

Now Jack is in a race for his life

a collection of narratives ranging in time from the Elder Days of Middle-earth

Ugly Things

Uncanny Ireland Spawn Every throw counts'Suddenly the upper rim of the clear setting sun disappeared behind the hill of Knockdoula, and it was twilight. Each child felt the transition like a shock and the rounded summit of Lisnavoura, now closely overhanging them, struck them with a new fear.' Ireland's rich literary history has within it a vein of potent fantastic fiction, drawing upon a deep folkloric tradition brimming with tales of the aos si (the people of the fairy mounds), the