Kingslayer

by DiaryofOphelia

Then, in a sharp glimpse, he saw it. The winters; the raging storm; a time where the tale of a babe pulled from her mother's womb during the year of the false spring spread like fire. To be revered and renowned, yearned after by those who feared her; by those who adored her. She was addressed by many names but he only knew her by one. Winter had come and she was beautiful.

9. A little update!

Hello everyone, it's been too long :)

I hope each and every one of you are safe and healthy considering the recent events of 2020. I've recently gotten my account back after being locked out for months and a writer prevails. It's been a little over a year since my last update but I can promise that this story has only just begun, and I thank each and every reader, whether you've followed or favorited or was just passing through, for still keeping an interest in this retelling.

It's been an up and down year for myself but after a good long stay in a depressive episode, I'm excited to get back to writing and more excited to have you all along with me.

Thank you once again for sticking around and I'll see you all in the next chapter!