B is for Beast of Dean

Alice: I came to Blackwood Farm for a new start. There was nothing left for me in London. So, I would be the perfect land girl, tending fields and following orders, rebuilding my life according to others’ expectations. They warned me to stay away from the woods, told tales of a horrifying beast. But the ancient Forest of Dean calls to me, and I want to answer.
Heath: I had accepted my solitude as inevitable. The forest was my sanctuary, my prison, my only companion for more years than I cared to count. Humans feared what they did not understand, and I had learned the price of being different. Then she appeared in my life. Alice looked at my inhuman face and saw not a monster but a soul as isolated as her own. She offers me a future I never dared imagine—if the world will let us claim it.