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188 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1980
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Not that it was really silent. If you lay with your eyes shut, and really tried to listen to the silence, you could hear it; it was made up of thousands of tiny sounds which might be the trees growing, or the toadstools pushing up through the pine needles, or the air breathing gently through the twigs overhead as the sun heated the ground and the moisture drifted upwards from the mosses.
Already they seemed to belong to this strange, rather alarming, remote and magic age where dukes ruled in lonely castles, and evil men ambitious of power stole a good man’s life and happiness and condemned him to a long prison. They were too young to know that every age is the same, for men do not alter.
John and Margaret were picnicking in the Black Forest in Germany when, in the sleepy heat of the afternoon, an oddly-dressed man walked straight past them, weeping bitterly.
On impulse they followed him further into the forest, and that was the beginning of their adventure. Slipping back in time to the fourteenth century, the two children discovered a medieval world overlaid with the shadow of a dark magic, and only they had the key that could unlock the enchantment of the weeping man.