YAGA | ✓

YAGA | ✓

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2018 • [ A CROOKED TALE, a phantom's whisper, watch it burn, feel it blister. ] • A forest. A hut on chicken's feet. A fence of blood and bone. Before she was Baba Yaga, she was just a girl. Fuelled by spite and hatred for the world around her, Yaga Izeva has always had two faces. A beautiful one, the tailor's girl and a perfect wife, and the other, far darker than anyone could've ever imagined. Because things like that didn't happen in their village - until they did. With the blood of her village on her hands and nowhere to turn to, Yaga runs to the open arms of the forest, where the water runs black and the trees are haunted by ghosts of the past. Power is a pretty thing - before it consumes you. Go to sleep, children. And watch out for Baba Yaga. (cover by @wanderess_4) •1st place Morningtides Awards Winner •Reader's Choice Winner - Best Story Description •Chaos Awards 5 - 2nd Place in Fantasy •Youngblood Awards - 1st place in Fantasy
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