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176 pages, Hardcover
First published June 25, 1987
'I don't believe in the dominion of earth. It sounds like Tolkien and that sort of stuff.'Summary, taken from the front flap:
His voice expressed contempt for fairy-tales, folklore, Enid Blyton and all associated gnomery.
When Dan fell asleep under an oak tree in the forest, he did not expect to wake up to a different world. But this is precisely what happened: for Dan and his sister Daisy had been chosen by the Oak King and the Ash Queen to be witnesses to the rites of the Trees.
In the world of the Trees, the balance is all important, and for its sake Daisy and Dan are compelled to fight with spear and bow on different sides all through the summer.
When winter comes, the two children find themselves involved in a new struggle with the Winter Trees. If the Winter Trees have their way, the earth will be covered in darkness for months on end, and the balance will be destroyed for ever."
There was Aidan Sturgess, commonly called Dan, asleep under an oak tree in the middle of the Forest in the hottest part of the day. He appeared quite an ordinary boy - not a graceful sleeper, being a sprawling bundle of arms and legs; and damply pink with the heat. The person who was standing over him appeared anything but ordinary. For a start, he was about 200 centimetres high; then, he was extremely brown-skinned and was wearing a belted, sleeveless tunic which ended just above his knees. His short hair was reddish and curly and he looked about thirty-five.
The tall man only looked at Dan for a moment. Then he stood astride Dan's body and, leaning his left hand flat against the trunk of the oak, laid his right hand on Dan's head.
Dan woke up with a start and jerked into a sitting position. The man stepped back and nodded to him. Dan stared.
'What is it?' he said. 'What do you want?'
'Your service,' said the man.
Dan didn't like the sound of that and changed the subject quickly.
'Who are you, then?' he asked.
'You have three questions, starting from now,' said the stranger. 'You are allowed three questions each time we meet. But not, of course, that one. And nothing to do with names.'
'When your school is done, you come to me,' said the queen to Daisy. 'As a witness, and to fight.'
'But I don't - I've never -' began Daisy. 'Girls don't fight.'
The king and his men laughed heartily; Ash glittered with anger, her eyes bright as ice in the moonbeams.
'You speak an outrage,' she said to Daisy. 'What world is it where females don't fight! It must be a world devised by males, where they can triumph unopposed.'
'-and foully dull it must be,' finished the king. 'Who wants an unarmed victory?'
'You have until your school-time ends,' said Ash to Daisy. 'And then you will return, proficient - note this - proficient in the spear and the bow. Or it will go badly for you. Return incompetent, and you will in all likelihood die in the battle.'
Dan rushed to the defence of Daisy - of both of them, in fact. 'We don't use spears and bows,' he said. 'Not since the sixteenth century or so. People have fought with guns since then. Only archery-nuts use bows.'
'Then become one!' exclaimed Oak, now as angry as Ash was. 'You have a month, or near it. Return an archery-nut or return to your death. And return you will: you will be called, and this time you can expect a different calling.'
'Why the odd day?' said Dan, forgetting he was wasting a question.
'To allow for sidereal time,' said the king. 'Which makes the extra day in a Leap Year, for us as for you.'
A Note on Books and SongsThe Oxford Book Of Trees, Trees & Woodland in the British Landscape: The Complete History of Britain's Trees, Woods & Hedgerows, Come Hither: A Family Treasury of Best-Loved Rhymes and Poems for Children, and The Oxford Book of Carols for those links. :)
Besides The Oxford Book of Trees, the book Daisy and Dan used most for their project was Oliver Rackham's Tress and Woodland in the British Landscape.
The human versions of two of the important songs of the tree-people, 'Here we bring new water' and 'Nay, Ivy nay', are in Walter de la Mare's Come Hither - the best anthology I know for young people; so is Ben Jonson's 'Hymn to Diana'. 'The Holly and the Ivy', and the May carol, in their human versions, are in The Oxford Book of Carols"