Snow Woman

Prologue

 Authors Note: You should totally listen to the music with this chapter it adds such an amazing feel to it! He is one of my favorite composers named Adrian von Ziegler! You don't have to listen but it's just my suggestion ^o^ anyways enjoy!

Fönn's mind was hazy. There was little that she could remember on what the previous events that happened, it was just one big blur. All she remembered was that there was...an attack? Coughing up black dust, she stood and tried to get a sense of what was going on.

Gone was the faint smell of lemons that had tickled her nose just the day before. Gone was the beloved white snow she had grown to cherish and love. The tinkling bells that used to lull her to sleep at night. The villagers, that she had grown up around and came to love, were no where to be seen. Everything she loved, all gone. As if the world itself rejected their existence and forbid them to live once more.

Fönn was shaking all over. Every muscle spasming from the shock of what she was seeing. Subconsciously she began shaking off the remaining rubble off of her skirts. As she looked down to see ruby dots all over her outfit, her eyes began to follow the curious color smeared upon the ground in a messy line.

A trail. Her eyes curiously continued to follow the trail to a tree.

"Oh God!"

She lurched forward, the remains of her breakfast coming in chunks. After another heave, she quickly began pulling herself together. On this dark and stained tree was the town. All of them nailed to a massive tree by any limb that could be nailed. Some to each other, the steel spikes haphazardly pinning torn and rotted flesh to torn bark and limbs.

A single flag was tied to the tree, flowing gently in the wind. It was as if the flag didn't understand where it flowed, or who had put it there. Anger swelled in the pit of the girl's belly, and a sour taste began to develop in the back of her throat.

Turning her back on the horrid tree, she had begun to tread the, well more so as to what was left of the path to her home.

She tread the dying landscape.

I truly am alone, the young sprite thought to herself.

After what felt like hours, she reached the hill above their little bungalow and her house was a bit for wear but it still stood strong. All was in place except the body in the yard that is.

"Mom? Moooom? MOTHER!" The young sprite shouted, trying to find her mother.

She took off down the last few yards that were now measured in feet as if she was floating.

The young girl crouched by her moms cold remains, staring into her green eyes that held no longer held that familiar spark. Seeing her mother in this condition struck a chord inside of her heart. Only now did she allow the tears to cascade down her face.

Her anger, animosity, and regrets she let it all out on the world.

Why, why me? Why my town, my mother, why? As she questioned the cruelty of fate she heard a voice shout from afar.

"Look there's another!" the strange voice bellowed.

"Well don't just stand there lad! We mustn't let her escape!" Another voice said.

The girl turned to be faced with the king's men cladded in their armor with their swords drawn hurtling towards her.

Gritting her teeth she took one last look at her mother and hurtled into the woods, vowing revenge for her fallen town.

Also a huge dedication to girl-in-the-shadows for making the awesome cover thanks so much! And  even more thanks to everybody who even helped me period, without them this book wouldn't be happening