I think I hate rain.
Not for the chill nor the clouds that bring it forth, not for the damp, nor even the crash of the pagan thunder-god's hammer in the sky. I hate what happens in the rain.
In the rain, I remember...
To the warrior thanes of the Anglo-Saxon kingdoms, war is nothing new.
After Will wakes up on a smoking battlefield not knowing what happened nor how he got there, nor even his own name, all he wants is to journey home, to the memory of a wife long dead and a past life that only appears to him in fragments.
But when he saves a beautiful and secretive pagan girl, Goldie, from an angry mob accusing her of witchcraft, a deeper mystery begins to unfold. What horrors lurk in Will's violent, unremembered past, and who is the Dark Priest, this sinister figure that shadows his nightmares?
As Will follows Goldie into a strange faery world he never dreamed existed, he must confront his ghosts in order to defeat the menace which threatens both the mundane and magical realms. In bridging the divides between pagan and Christian, war and love, redemption and vengeance, the two of them quickly become fast companions. But all is not as it seems: faery gifts oft come poisoned, and the choices of love have a price...
