She ended her life on the hanging tree, and now the same fate awaited me. She was a wise woman, but her wisdom brought her nothing but sorrow. Who could not see it? 'Them that’s blind and will not see.' My grandmother’s words came to me. The madness twisting their faces was counterfeit.

Even as they denounced me as a witch, their eyes gleamed with scheming malice. I had done no wrong, so why was I forced to run like a fugitive? My accusers, Deborah Vane and the other girls, they were the guilty ones. I had never ill wished anyone, but as I fled Beulah, anger and hatred clashed together, sparking curses like steel striking flint. 'synopsis' may belong to another edition of this title. Like Mary, Agnes has special powers - powers that Mary now seeks to ensure that the rest of her story is told. Mary’s and Agnes’s lives have been separated by almost 400 years, but they are inextricably linked by more than blood. It was an image of a woman whose life was about to change radically, as she embarked on an existence that defied all accepted norms - embracing passionate independence, love, and loyalty to a proud, endangered community that accepted her as one of their own. A vision of a young woman who had lived in the 1600s,Īn unusual young woman who had been driven from her Puritan settlement, accused of being a witch. It came to Agnes unbidden - a vision of Mary Newbury, alone in the snow, dying of the cold.

She was English, and her name was Mary, and she woke to find that she was dying, freezing to death. She was no longer American or Haudenosaunee. She was no longer Agnes, or even Karonhisake, Searching Sky. She woke to air that was dry and cold around her. The suspense is over! Readers of the spellbinding story of Mary Newbury can finally find out what happens to her next - thanks to a young, modern-day descendant who has an uncanny connection to the past.Īgnes closed her eyes in the heat and steam of the sweat lodge.

Sorceress by celia rees