The land is dying - chaos loosens upon the Wood and its people. With Grandmother gone, it falls to me to restore it. My young powers surge, more vital than ever, but it requires balance - I must accept a familiar. What answers my call...is something ancient, a force no witch should risk binding to. He - Demon. Spirit. Incubus. Embodiment of sin, sex, and power - power I need. But power is not freely given. To save my people, I will have to give myself to him...even if it may cost me more than my body- perhaps even my soul.