A Court of Thorns and Roses or A First Glimpse of aCoTaR
It started in the forest, in biting hands of winter. With a roar, the journey began to fey’s undying lands. She walked among roses and ran between trees, found the all-knowing and gained a friend and killed. She didn’t listen and met a darkness like no other. She painted and laughed and loved. And lied. She didn’t say, thus to her home she returned. Lady Luck was kind, they thought, but she knew, not a lady, but a High Lord she had to thank, for her family’s fortune. She tried and she failed. She heard of the fire and she understood. And so she came back. And Under The Mountain she went. Three tasks were given, for skill, mind and heart. The first – The Hunt, and later The Bargain to save a life. Second – a riddle and help from the enemy of spring. And lastly the third – three daggers, two bodies and a heart of stone. At the end, one fought and one not. With a final breath, the riddle was solved, the curse was broken, the queen was killed, and She Was Made.