❝ The night is long and cold, and he shall knock your doors thrice to collect when winter falls. ❞
On a winter night, a demon passes the walls between the line of the living and the dead. So when he chances upon a young woman buried in the snow, he saves her unborn child, but a deal lingers on his fingertips. In twenty years, when the days are decaying with the scent of a punishing winter, he would collect his debt.
For dark magic always has a price.
(the woods are lovely,
dark, and deep.
but I have
promises
to keep.)- Robert Frost
a/n: so if you guessed, this is very very loosely based on the tale of rumplestiltskinlet me know what y'all think!
asha x
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When Night Falls
Fantasy❝ Anitchka, Anitchka, will you not invite me in? ❞ In which a girl is indebted to a wintry demon for saving her life, and the gold from her fingertips is a magic whose price she must repay tenfold. Unless she guesses his name first. | loosely based...