Tales For Samhain, Dust Covered Hardback
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Tales for Samhain entwines Celtic mythology with the art of botanical painting to create eerie tales of Irish plants and berries with magic enough to alter human lives.
This eerie, evocative collection of hand-illustrated short stories is beautifully printed and bound in a touchably-smooth, dust-jacketed hard cover. Perfect for your own bookshelf or as a gift to share.
ABOUT TALES FOR SAMHAIN
Before there was Hallowe'en, there was Samhain.
Samhain, the ancient Celtic festival of autumnal fire. The night when worldly boundaries split open to let gods, spirits and other beings roam within the human dimension.
And so it happens that on the Feast of Samhain Fr. Éamonn receives a mysterious visitor to his ivy-covered church. The stranger makes a deceptively simple request: Celebrate Holy Mass in memory of seven departed souls.
Who were these people, that their souls want for a Christian Mass during this pagan feast of fire? How were their lives shaped by the metaphysical forces of Ivy or Blackberry, Dog Rose or Yew?
And why does it matter now?
ABOUT THE AUTHORS
As childhood friends, Gabriela Piątek and Kasia Buckley invented imaginary realms of enchanted lands, charmed creatures and even their own language. As young women, their curiosity led them to study history, mythology, folklore, language and art.
Tales for Samhain was born 15 years ago, when the two friends were reunited in Ireland. It was November, in Irish - Samhain, and the countryside was stunning. Taking every opportunity to spend time outside, they were mesmerised by their experiences of Irish nature, culture and mystery.
As Kasia tells the story, "...we often wandered the nearby trails and hills, pushing our way through tangled masses of browning ferns and brambles. We were awed by picturesque walls of intertwined branches; many covered with eye-catching bright berries. We felt a mystical presence in every stone and tree we saw. We heard it in the whisper of leaves moved by the wind. Witnessed it in the croaking of ravens flying by."
