Udangt'ang manyŏdŭl ŭi ch'aet'ing pang =

The fetching spell must have goofed this time...or did it? Elorie Shaw, steeped in the traditions of the Nova Scotia witching community, but not a witch. Travel to Fisher's Cove, where Moira is matriarch and the old ways are nurtured and passed to the next generation. Where a crotchety old witch makes small children cry and builds walls around the silent pain in his heart. And where Elorie - sea-glass artist, inn owner, and Moira's granddaughter - makes her home. The old magics are strong here. Which is all fine and good until the fetching spell pulls Elorie into Witches' Chat. Because she's not a witch. Or at least not any kind of witch the old ways recognize.