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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In the quiet, crumbling town of St. Marlow, where moss hangs like secrets and the land remembers everything, Miss Lettie waits on her porch with a cup of chicory and a pouch full of bones. Folks say she talks to the dead-and sometimes, the dead answer back.
When a young woman named Amara stumbles into town with questions stitched into her soul, she finds more than answers. She finds a lineage. A language. A legacy bound in rootwork, ritual, and the hush-hush wisdom passed down by women who know the weight of silence and the power of song.
But something old has stirred. Something that's been waiting in the dark corners of memory, called forth by grief, by blood, by a name spoken three times too many. As Amara learns the rhythms of Hoodoo from Miss Lettie-bone reading, dream walking, ancestor reverence-she uncovers a story buried beneath the town's dusty roads: a curse, a gate opened, and a choice that must be made before St. Marlow is lost to the shadows.
Told in whispers and chants, in family recipes and graveyard conversations, Bones and Blessings: Whispers in St. Marlow is a story steeped in Southern magic and ancestral power. It's a tale best read aloud by candlelight or whispered at the edge of sleep, when the veil is thin and the bones remember.
Perfect for fans of magical realism, Hoodoo folklore, and intergenerational tales rooted in the spirit world, this short story is part ghost story, part spellbook, and part lullaby for the soul.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
In the quiet, crumbling town of St. Marlow, where moss hangs like secrets and the land remembers everything, Miss Lettie waits on her porch with a cup of chicory and a pouch full of bones. Folks say she talks to the dead-and sometimes, the dead answer back.
When a young woman named Amara stumbles into town with questions stitched into her soul, she finds more than answers. She finds a lineage. A language. A legacy bound in rootwork, ritual, and the hush-hush wisdom passed down by women who know the weight of silence and the power of song.
But something old has stirred. Something that's been waiting in the dark corners of memory, called forth by grief, by blood, by a name spoken three times too many. As Amara learns the rhythms of Hoodoo from Miss Lettie-bone reading, dream walking, ancestor reverence-she uncovers a story buried beneath the town's dusty roads: a curse, a gate opened, and a choice that must be made before St. Marlow is lost to the shadows.
Told in whispers and chants, in family recipes and graveyard conversations, Bones and Blessings: Whispers in St. Marlow is a story steeped in Southern magic and ancestral power. It's a tale best read aloud by candlelight or whispered at the edge of sleep, when the veil is thin and the bones remember.
Perfect for fans of magical realism, Hoodoo folklore, and intergenerational tales rooted in the spirit world, this short story is part ghost story, part spellbook, and part lullaby for the soul.