Huldra (3)

“The wind’s spiteful fingers plucked the makeshift roof of the hall like a chicken, sending shreds of leaves spiralling into the dark and leaving a bare rib-cage of branches over the men’s heads. Lightning clashed like the blades of battle, and thunder galloped with pounding hooves. In every head-splitting burst of brightness, Blacktooth caught glimpses of his crew, white-faced and cringing. Something else was squatting amongst them.”Eirik Blacktooth’s cold-hearted crew of Draguar are walking again... Huginn and Muninn, the Valravne, fly the night... and the Einherjar - the finest warriors chosen from the battle-slain - are on the march.Once again, Gunnhild Lashtongue is getting all the blame...Huldra is the third in The Gunnhild Lashtongue Series

About the Author

Geoff Hill grew up in the Cotswolds and trained as a teacher in Aberystwyth, before settling in Wiltshire and teaching at a number of schools. He wrote Draugr for his 2015 class while they were studying the Vikings. He lives near Bath with his wife and son and Millie the cat.

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