The Troll Queen's Bride
"There is a spell in each one of these petals, a curse in each thorn, and salvation in the rosy hips' fruits. To you, my garden, my life. May it bear us fruit."
"There's so many colors!" I gasped at the rainbow of florid blooms, taking my whale ivory dagger to a blue rose. "May I take a clipping, as a - as a keepsake?" Gullinkambi pecked at the dirt, an otherworldly cerulean worm at his beak which he gulped down, delighted, then shuffled on his blazing chicken legs and let loose a cock-a-doodle-doo.
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