Spark Hunter
Sonya Wilson
The Cuba Press
Pub. 2021

December 03, 2021

“You be careful out there, Nissa girl,” he said. “People far more forest-savvy than you have gotten themselves lost in Fiordland. Some of them for good.”

Nissa Marshall was five when she first saw them. At the time, she was too young to understand what she was seeing. A strange, pulsating, light in the middle of the forest. She called them fairies, not knowing what they really were, of course. Nobody believed her. Not her parents, even though her dad still thinks that there’s moose in Fiordland. Not her friends, but it isn’t like she really has any anyway.  Read more