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A story of women who heal, remember, and refuse to burn.
In the Puritan village of Thornbridge, 1647, the last midwife is hanged under accusations of witchcraft - and the silence she leaves behind is as dangerous as the fire that claimed her. But in the shadow of fear, quiet hands begin to move. A young girl named Eleanor, the grieving daughter of a healer, inherits more than a hidden book of herbs; she inherits a path.
As seasons turn and the village stirs with whispers, a small circle of women gather again - not with spells, but with memory. With cloth and tincture. With pain and choice. And with courage that does not scream.
In a world that fears what it cannot name, their defiance is quiet.
But it endures.