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    The Tide Singer
    The Tide Singer
    The Tide Singer
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    The Tide Singer

    By Eloise Williams and August Ro

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    Strangers, storms and whispers of legendary sea people… Eloise Williams skilfully interweaves nature and myth in her stunning Barrington Stoke debut.

    In the wake of a tempest hitting her town, Morwenna is left to take care of a stranger washed ashore.

    The storm is just another of many that have plagued the town for years – people blame the tide singers, legendary sea people who are said to charm storms with their singing.

    Morwenna has never believed the tales, but when she is left alone with the stranger, she realises this is no ordinary girl. Can the stories be true? Can the girl control the tides with nothing more than her voice?

    Her arrival brings danger of a different kind, and Morwenna must draw on all the courage she has in order to stop a conflict that could destroy her home…

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins UK
    Release dateMar 3, 2022
    ISBN9781800901179
    The Tide Singer
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    Eloise Williams

    Eloise Williams is an award-winning Welsh children’s writer. Having trained in theatre, she worked as an actress or a decade before completing a degree in Creative and Media Writing at Swansea University. She has since published several books for young people, including Gaslight and Seaglass. She was the inaugural Children’s Laureate Wales 2019–2021.

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      The Tide Singer - Eloise Williams

      For Jo

      CONTENTS

      Title Page

      Dedication

      CHAPTER 1

      CHAPTER 2

      CHAPTER 3

      CHAPTER 4

      CHAPTER 5

      CHAPTER 6

      CHAPTER 7

      CHAPTER 8

      CHAPTER 9

      Acknowledgements

      Copyright

      CHAPTER 1

      1895 – Carregton Crow

      Our family have owned the funeral parlour in Carregton Crow and been the cemetery keepers for as long as history can remember. It’s an important job. The town is small and everyone knows each other, so we all feel the loss when someone dies.

      There are no bodies in the parlour today, so I’m free to make candles without being surrounded by dead people. At least when they are here Da weights their eyelids with coins, and I’m used to it – I’ve been around the dead since I was a baby. Still, it is good to have room to roll and melt the wax without being crowded. It also means I can curse when I sting my fingers on hot beeswax, without fear of being heard by someone coming to pay their respects.

      The warm smell of melting wax fills the air. I think proudly of how Da and I make sure people who have passed over are treated well. After the dead have been photographed with their family, we bring them to the parlour and lay them out gently. Da builds their coffins to size and I put ornaments and keepsakes in with them, then lay an embroidered cloth over their body. There is a neat pile of material on a shelf by the window waiting to be decorated with initials and patterns of stitches.

      We take the coffins to our island cemetery by carrying them down the coffin tunnel. It leads from our back yard to the harbour where our boat is moored. The tunnel is narrow because smugglers dug it by hand many years ago, so we have to be careful not to bang the coffins against the edges.

      As we sail to the island, I make conversation with the coffins, telling them what kind of day it is. I know the dead can’t hear me, but it comforts their families to know that I do it, as letting go of a loved one is hard.

      We bury them on the island and I leave blessings and candles at their graves so their resting place will look beautiful. The candles I’m making now are to replace the ones on the island that have been eaten by mice and other hungry animals. I feel proud when I think of the hard work and care Da and I have put into making the island a gentle place despite the worst of weathers.

      Thinking of the storms makes me shudder. We have had so many and they have caused so much grief and devastation. Several local fishing boats have been lost, along with the men onboard.

      The storms have been happening so often that everyone talks about the legend of the tide singers. People want an explanation for the relentless bad weather.

      The tide singers are said by some to be an evil sea people who charm storms with their singing. They draw sailors in the wrong direction to destroy boats on the rocks. It is said that the tide singers hide in

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