The Battle for Coman's Wood

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A rip-roaring tale of mythical proportions!!
An American family have come to Ireland for The Gathering, back to their ancestral home in Roscommon Town, but they have no idea of the adventure that is about to unfold.
Their arrival in time for Halloween, for the ancient Festival of Samhain, becomes a quest to thwart the evil plans of Queen Medbh and The Morrigan, to bring forth a terrible army from the OtherWorld! Ireland and indeed the whole world is in danger and only the true-blooded heirs of Turlough O'Connor, High King of Ireland, can hope to prevent a cataclysm.
Terrible, evil creatures issue forth from beneath the earth, driven hard by the warrior queen who plans to conquer everyone and everything that stands in her way. Men rally round the ancient banners and defend what they hold dear. Plans are laid and a terrible battle must be fought, but help is on hand from unknown quarters....from long dead Kings and loyal Followers. Time is running out. Our brave heroes must face the might of these supernatural forces, for it is the blood in their veins that gives hope for salvation. All hell breaks loose, literally, in an epic showdown in the ancient wood, Coman's Wood, near Owneynagat; gateway to the OtherWorld ... gateway to terror and destruction.

There have been rumblings of late at the Cave and there can be no doubt, but that the Morrigan is again on the prowl. Medbh, herself is howling at us all from beneath the thin crust of earth that separates our world from the Otherworld.
They had not seen the lone figure upon the Hill of Knocknarea, blood-red eyes burning fiercely in the night sky. He watched the Queen and her bird beast as they played hide and seek amongst the landscape with the spirits from Rathcroghan who came in search of them. He winced when he noticed the bulls, for he remembered they brought nothing but pain as men had been laid waste on the whim of a King and Queen.
'Those damn bulls,' he thought. He would end this. Indeed he had waited some two thousand years for revenge and he would have it this night. Neither spirit, nor man ... nor woman, would get in his way.
Many had tried and he had sent them to their doom. The woman and the bird hag would die in this world and never return to their own, or they would return with his mark upon them, never to trouble this world of men again. He alone knew they did not belong in this world, none of them did. Theirs was a time of gods and heroes and there were few of either to be found in this modern world of mortals.

Young Adult
19 February
Mario Corrigan

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