Tiffany Aching is a witch. And she thinks she's doing a good job for the people of the Chalk. Even if the job does seem to involve a lot of bandaging legs and cutting old ladies' toenails and not much, well, magic.
Or sleep.
But somewhere some time there's a tangled ball of evil and spite, of hatred and malice, that has woken up. And it's waking up all the old stories too stories about evil old witches.
Suddenly Tiffany isn't so sure she's doing the right thing. And her tiny allies - the fightin' Nac Mac Feegles – are only making things more difficult.
Things are supposed to look better after a good night's sleep.
But they won't.
They're about to get a lot, lot worse.
And a witch has to deal with what is in front of her...
