Knives and the Blackbirds

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>The war was supposed to be over. </strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>Wes had paid her dues done her time and survived the worst that the Seelie Court could offer to a young Unseelie fae. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>But when the Winter forest calls turning away isn't an option. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>For centuries the Unseelie had been hunted captured and killed until the Unseelie High Queen forged a magical barrier that divided the courts giving them a chance at survival. That was years ago now so long in fact that the tale had become legend and the High Queen an inspiration to those still standing guard at the fringe between two worlds.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>Three gateways separate the enemy realms entrances that have forever been sealed shut. A given that has always been true. But when the wall is changed unexpectedly and the rules of war are no more Wes has no choice but to return to the place that almost broke her to uncover how the Seelie have opened the gateways. And why. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>Endless snow screaming winds and the kind of fear that carves itself to the bone. Surviving once had been a miracle. To do it twice would mean becoming something she had buried deep in her last life and forgotten. Wes will have to face it all again to save her people from the unrelenting hand of the Seelie fae. </span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(250 250 250 1); color: rgba(34 35 37 1)>Because if she doesn't rise no one else will.</strong></p>