Blood

There's an ancient power in the Wood, resting and waiting. As the solstice grows nearer and nearer, the Islanders know to guard their children, for in the night, teeth can look just like petals. Mallory Fionn is not entirely human, and knows that he never will be. The bloodlust of the Wood runs through his veins, waiting for the opportunity to take over. Lorna Owens is a thief. She has stolen something from Them, and will pay for it dearly. The Islanders are hearty people, making merry and living as happily as they can, but as the nights grow longer, everyone knows that They are on Their way.