This is a tale of a woman who longed for the spring bound to live a life in the cold shadows of the light, and the story of a man stained by death and ruled by winter who fights the darkness blooming in his rose thorned heart.
Spring And Death is in its first draft of writing, and I'm making this story up as I go for the most part so feel free to point out any mistakes or plot holes you see, but please don't be rude about it. It's being written in first person as of now, but I'm still debating if I want to change it to third person in the future. Hope y'all enjoy! Cover and banners by the talented ryevain <3
This story contains:
Winsome faeries as bright as the sunrise and as dark as moonlight
Characters who will make you want to guzzle a glass of wine
Warriors who bathe in the blood of their foes
Saints and sinners–you won't be able to tell the difference
Second hand love
Rivalry between broken princes and enchanters with a torn heart
Ultimatum to choose a side and face the dire consequences of picking the wrong team
Antiheroes disguised as villians
Happy endings and downfalls
Anarchy
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EPIGRAPH
When everyone else told me I was destined to be a forgotten nymph that nurtured flowers and turn meadows gold, you saw that the ichor that resides in me demanded its own throne.
—Nikita Gill
Find what you love and let it kill you.
—Charles Bukowski
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Spring And Death (EDITING)
Fantasi[REWRITING] Katarina Richelieu loved fables but never believed in fairy tales although she knew magic existed in the world. On her twenty-first birthday her father's forced to repay an old debt to faery royalty, and Katarina has to sacrifice her fre...
