The Charm of Loch Carron

In the shadowed folds of the Scottish Highlands, where Loch Carron lies black as spilled ink and the Bealach nam Bó twists through frostbitten peaks, the line between life and death is as thin as morning mist. Here, in the village of Applecross, the old ways lingered long after the world moved on, and none knew the cost of magic better than Fiona MacLeod, the wise woman whose charms defied the evil eye and whose strength held the darkness at bay. Her tale is a reminder that in these wild lands, some debts are paid in more than coin.