While I continue crafting my ongoing revision of Bound Beauty, I thought it might be fun to share a series of ficlets out-of-order scenes. I’ve been collecting these to keep the lore of this series fresh in my head, and uncovered a few gems along the way. Be forewarned, these may contain minor spoilers for the series. But if you enjoy your fantasy in smaller doses, this may be perfect for you. Happy reading, fellow wylderfolk…
once upon a memory…
“How do you make the flowers last through winter, Mama?” The small voice slipped from a distant memory.
Vynasha’s eyes fluttered closed.
It was just the two of them in the garden, knee-deep in soft soil and new snow drifting onto the shawls covering their heads. The cold never bothered them the same way it bothered the others.
Wynyth smiled as she ran her hands over the thorny stems. Beads of blood caught along the edge of the thorns, and the snow seemed to thin, the wind to sigh, and the flowers leaned closer to their hidden place in the garden. “To give life requires sacrifice, you see.”
Mother’s skin was warm as she took Vynasha’s hand and showed her how to coax the other roses to bloom. Buds unfurled before them, and though the thorns pricked her palm, Vynasha smiled.
“I see!” The air thickened with roses and spices, and her blood burned hotter, her senses seemed sharper. “Is this magick, Mama?”
Wynyth nodded and began to sing in the lilting tongue of her homeland.
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Jennifer Silverwood 