Andrew Richardson

The Wood

The Well
The Doe and the Dragon
Art Class
The Shoot
The Wood
Andraste's Blade
'The Wood' Interview
Kath's Interview
Peter's Interview
Free Fiction!
Guest Book

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"Enter the Wood at your peril. Richardson's books should come with a mental health warning. The horrors come thick and fast in this powerful story of ancient evils. Just wait till you come to the Fomorians. Aaagh! Horror doesn't come any better than this."  Phil McCormac, author, Black Horse Westerns.

"I will never read Irish myth and legend again without recalling The Wood! with shivers! I just hope I don't get any new patients believing they've run into a bunch of Fomorians." Cathy A. Chance, Ph.D., clinical psychologist.

The wood did not welcome visitors.

The ancient pines awoke and stretched their limbs, sending a ripple through the trees as they sensed the presence of others.

Beneath the thick boughs animals stirred, woken by the creaking of ageless branches. The creatures raised their noses, finding a scent in the shadows as they anticipated the coming of visitors.

In the thickest parts of the forest, where the shadows were darkest, lived things that even the ancient trees dared not seek to understand.

While they awaited the arrival of the newcomers, the beasts looked skyward, between the great boughs, and saw that the great yellow orb was passing its zenith.

The day prepared to give way to dusk.

With a low groan that the unwary might mistake for a spring breeze touching the branches, the trees settled and waited for the intruders.

No. The wood did not welcome visitors.


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