After the death of her mother, Silvia is left with nothing but calloused hands, a rusted truck, and an emptiness too big for Briar Hollow to hold. When an offer comes to join a bootlegging operation deep in the Georgia mountains, she says yes without looking back. But the ridge is full of things that move through the trees with borrowed voices and hollow eyes.
As Silvia hauls shine and fights exhaustion in a cursed barn on stolen land, something ancient begins to stalk her. Something that remembers blood. Caught between grief, grit, and the slow burn of forbidden desire, Silvia must decide what kind of woman she’s willing to a ghost, a monster, or something far more dangerous.
For fans of folk horror, sapphic longing, and stories where the woods are never just woods