Helen Falconer

Writing The Changeling, I discovered that, like the worlds in which they lived, Aoife and Shay had turned out to have an existence...

I am at the cairn with shadow at my feet; The bog hums, and tufts of white cotton And blue stars as if cut from the sky mark the descent....

Nowhere is history and legend more interwoven than in the west of Ireland. Here the ancient raths – the mounds and stone circles where...

Thousands of years ago, the Tuatha de Danann came to Ireland – a people of magic, music and delight. They worshipped the Goddess Danu,...