A Court of Wings and Ruin or The War Until The End
The first part with lies, spies and ruin of the court, with a single, maybe ally, maybe not among the foe, and the love of past with hurt and sorrow. Then the second, preparation and search of friends, little moments, and strategies of war to come. And finally the third of the blood, the screams, the battle and death. Humans and immortals, lay on the ground alike then the fey of north falls from sky, carried by wings, and three monsters, as ancient as right hand of the High Lord of The Night Court, descend upon the foe and the Weaver dies from arrows of ash and poison, and the one who carves the bones, with final riddle and foresight, lay among his blood, and the creature of the nightmares, who's face is terror, flies above the clouds with the same deadly grace, as he does on the field of battle. And the ships of human Queen, and a lonely fox, and some friends of old. And the King of Hybern, stands upon a hill and wields the Cauldron, while the battle rages. And then, with fathers final breath, and destruction, with a strike, the king is dead, the war is won, and the dead are on the ground.