
The Black Bird Oracle

told time by the rising and setting of the moon, not the sun, her hours tied to the goddess’s rhythms. Her most active periods sometimes began in the morning, at other times in the afternoon. During my first few days at Ravenswood, I’d wake after midnight and she would be out, walking the meadow, staring out to sea.
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
locating The Owl Queen, The Raven Queen, The Heron Queen, and The Queen of Vultures.
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
the smallest spider on my bench,
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
“As you know, magic has two branches: the craft and elemental magic.”
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
“But sometimes, words just aren’t enough. Sometimes, I need you to experience it with me rather than through me as though I were already a memory bottle on a shelf.” The raw emotion in Matthew’s
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
“William Sorley.”
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
There were thirteen separate sections divided by gravel paths. All were arranged around a central round bed covered in moss and low-growing herbs. There, a small apple tree decked with white blossoms and ripening fruit sent twisted limbs toward the sky.
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
witchscore.”
Deborah Harkness • The Black Bird Oracle
“The cards are the oracle—not me.” My response was quick. “Without a seer to interpret them, the black bird oracle is nothing more than a deck of cards,” Gwyneth replied. The black bird oracle