Anathema (The Eating Woods, #1)

by Keri Lake

Emotions I was forced to keep hidden for fear of looking possessed by evil, as girls were often perceived when they felt too much.

How tragic that a woman’s worth equated to the depth of a man’s pockets.

“Go, my Darling, unto that place Where magic still exists Beyond the confines of this cruel world As you will not be missed Instead, I’ll find you in a dream Or a wistful plea on stars Hours of suffering no more redeemed For eternity is ours.”