Little Falcon

Long before the legends gave him another name, he was a boy who could see what was coming and could not say a word.

Sligo, Ireland. In a valley where the old women still leave bread at the thorn tree, twelve-year-old Maelryn sees things before they happen. A man lying dead in a ditch while he's still alive. A green dress washed in red water.

His grandmother, Bebinn, knows what it means. She had the Sight once. She traded it away the night he was born, and the hill gave her its word: they would not come near him while she lived.

Then Bebinn walks down to the ford.

On Samhain night, Maelryn climbs to the mound above the thorn and breaks the one rule she begged him to keep. He asks for her back. Something comes home wearing her face, and the valley gives him fourteen nights to undo it.

What is paid to the hill is never returned.

Little Falcon is the first book of The Falcon Cycle.