Alex Darkfell

I shall go into a hare, With sorrow and sych and meickle care; And I shall go in the Devil's name, Ay while I come home again. Those that have been reading my newsletters recently will know that I’ve been working on a new folk horror novella called “Mask of the Hare.” It’s currently sitting with my editor, and while I wait for feedback, I wanted to take some time talking about the inspiration behind this story. I remember clearly the moment I realised I had to write a book about a witch and a...

Personal rituals to honour the goddess of rebirth Ēostre in ink by Alex Darkfell I’m not sure about you, but as I’ve got older, I feel a lot more connected to the changes of the seasons than I used to be. I love seeing the first signs of Spring, especially, like this year, if the winter has felt particularly cold, dark and wet. The first signs for me are when the Hawthorn bushes begin to show their first green leaves (they’re great in salads btw) and the blackthorn blossoms begin to spread...

A Short Pilgrimage through Neolithic Wiltshire My alarm went off at 4.15am and I crept downstairs, careful not to wake the rest of my family. It was the morning of the Spring Equinox 2026 and I’d made the decision the night before that this would be the year I’d make the trip on foot to nearby Stonehenge for the sunrise. Like for the solstices, the site is opened up for visitors free of charge for the morning, where visitors can get up close to the stones and I’d planned out a small local...