Love, War and Magic
To avoid absorption by her enemies, Ceri’s motives must be pure and her strategy unconventional. Force cannot be met with force. Hate and vengeance would be her undoing. Allied with one of her reincarnated kindred, a selkie, her smoking-hot faerie lover, and a winged white fox who becomes her sex-starved alter ego, Ceri learns that success depends on tactics—the more imaginative, the better. More
What I probably should say before I head for the Otherworld is that there are two kinds of faeries, the Seelie and Unseelie. The Seelie—usually associated with Summer—are supposed to be the good guys. And the Unseelie—denizens of Winter—are the ones you want to watch out for. Or so the stories say.
In reality, they’re all wicked and always ready for mischief. It comes from being soulless, having a warped sense of humor and the boredom of living forever.
Maybe you’ll get the picture if I compare them to Santa Claus.
They like curly-toed shoes and some of them wear red coats. But instead of chuckling, “Ho, Ho, Ho!” and disappearing up your chimney, they’ll tie up the family cat, sour your milk and crap in your plants. You’ll get a box of a thousand sneezes, a bottle of foot odor and a jar of mosquito bites. Or stockings filled with dead things, centipedes and spiders, snots and rotten teeth.
So… Ready to visit?
There isn’t a doorway to where I’m going. All ten dimensions, including that of the Otherworld, stem from our senses.
Apart from taste, touch, sight, hearing and smell, some people sense the power in nature, spirits and living gods. The special ones sense magic, and the very rarest of these sense time.
In the ninth and tenth dimensions—the Otherworld and the Otherwhen—magic is real and time is malleable. History is changeable and the impossible is a lie.