Briar Rose

Briar Rose believes in fairy tales. And now, because of a family curse, she’s living one. Briar must fight her way out of the story, but she can’t do it alone. She always believed in handsome princes, and now she’s met one her only chance is to put her life in his hands, or there will be no happy ever after and no waking up . . .

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1. Prologue

The strange powder sifts out of the bag behind the silent figure, inch by inch on the journey around the darkened house. In the distance, a neighbour’s dog wails, as if it senses the foul magic. Perhaps even senses the anger and the loss that brings this person here on this particular night.

Once the circle is complete, the ritual words are spoken in a thick whisper, as fingers nervously clutch the paper and eyes squint to read the faint type. Then it is done, the curse is laid. It was easy, just as the conjure woman said it would be. Still trembling, the solemn figure walks into the darkness, leaving behind a legacy of bitterness that will bear ill fruit.

Empowered, the curse stirs to life now, the powder glistening like molten silver in the moonlight. It seems to dance for a time above the withered grass, and then sinks deep into the ground, claiming one of those within the house as its own.

Over the years this curse will remain vigilant, growing in strength, changing course as needed. Then, when the time is right, it will claim its victim and fulfill its calling. Sate that near human desire for revenge.

No mercy. No second chances. Only tears to feed the bitterness and the desire for revenge.

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