It’s just a lot better-behaved than it used to be.
My grandmother, Mama Mags, says they can’t ever kill magic because it beats like a great red heartbeat on the other side of everything, that if you close your eyes you can feel it thrumming beneath the soles of your feet, thumpthumpthump. The dragons were slain and the witches were burned and the night belonged to men with torches and crosses. It used to be witches were wild as crows and fearless as foxes, because magic blazed bright and the night was theirs.īut then came the plague and the purges. They conversed with dragons on lonely mountaintops and rode rowan-wood brooms across full moons they charmed the stars to dance beside them on the solstice and rode to battle with familiars at their heels. Witches lurked in every tangled wood and waited at every midnight-crossroad with sharp-toothed smiles. It used to be the air was so thick with magic you could taste it on your tongue like ash. There’s no such thing as witches, but there used to be.
Harrow, check out The Ten Thousand Doors of January. Djèlí Clark, author The Black God's Drumįor more from Alix E. "This book is an amazing bit of spellcraft and resistance so needed in our times, and a reminder that secret words and ways can never be truly and properly lost, as long as there are tongues to speak them and ears to listen."―P. "A glorious escape into a world where witchcraft has dwindled to a memory of women's magic, and three wild, sundered sisters hold the key to bring it back…A tale that will sweep you away."―Yangsze Choo, New York Times bestselling author But there will be.Īn homage to the indomitable power and persistence of women, The Once and Future Witches reimagines stories of revolution, motherhood, and women's suffrage-the lost ways are calling. Stalked by shadows and sickness, hunted by forces who will not suffer a witch to vote―and perhaps not even to live―the sisters will need to delve into the oldest magics, draw new alliances, and heal the bond between them if they want to survive. If the modern woman wants any measure of power, she must find it at the ballot box.īut when the Eastwood sisters―James Juniper, Agnes Amaranth, and Beatrice Belladonna―join the suffragists of New Salem, they begin to pursue the forgotten words and ways that might turn the women's movement into the witch's movement. There used to be, in the wild, dark days before the burnings began, but now witching is nothing but tidy charms and nursery rhymes.
In 1893, there's no such thing as witches. In the late 1800s, three sisters use witchcraft to change the course of history in this powerful novel of magic, family, and the suffragette movement.
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