Twisted Tales from The New Forest Book 1 - The Ivy Gate Spiral

Beneath the moss-veiled branches of Blackthorn Heath, Ivy Gate House stands quiet, too quiet. When Maria turns eleven, something ancient stirs beneath the orchard soil. Mirrors begin to flinch, sketches refuse form, and a spiral, not quite symmetrical, not quite still, threads itself into butter, lichen, and memory. This is not a haunting. It is a remembering.