Braid: Never Afters, #4
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Braid is a dark and spellbinding reimagining of Rapunzel from the award-winning Kirstyn McDermott. Ideal for fans of Emma Donoghue, Kelly Link, and A.S. Byatt.
Decades after escaping the tower, Zel makes her living as a healer and wise-woman, travelling the lands with her family and the sentient, serpentine braid that still carries a touch of the witch's magic. Short-haired and happy, Zel prepares for the birth of her first great-grandchild, only to find herself shaken by unexpected news: Mother Gothel is dead.
Memories of the woman who raised her, isolated and imprisoned, unlock within Zel an equal measure of anger and grief, forcing her at last to reckon with the tragic events of that long-ago summer when her own children came of age … a season where implacable death stalked her family across the wild, grassy plains and the world Zel knew split open and soured.
For there are graver threats in Zel's world than witches, greater sorrows to be borne than the loss of true love, and some dangers from which even the oldest, strongest magic may not be enough to protect her.
Braid is the fourth novella in Kirstyn McDermott's Never Afters series. Dark, powerful, and brimming with magic, these tales weave a reimagined world in which fairy-tale girls grow up to find both love and heartbreak, family and friendship, and moments of loss and forgiveness.
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Braid - Kirstyn McDermott
THE NEVER AFTERS
Burnt Sugar
The New Wife
After Midnight
Braid
By The Moon’s Good Grace
Winterbloom
BRAID
A NEVER AFTERS TALE
KIRSTYN MCDERMOTT
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Braid
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BRAID
Winter makes me think of the tower. Even now, after all this time. Trapped here in the valley for these months of snow and ice. Unable to pack up and leave at will, no matter how much my spirit chafes at being made still. There's a world waiting past those spiny mountain ridges and I ache to move within it.
Gryff likes the winter. His restless years are winding down, he says, and he looks forward to laying his bones in the same place each night. For many nights. He looks forward to evenings in the village mead hall. To the drinking and telling of tales, tall and not so tall. We're safe here, he tells me, we've always been safe here. Would it be so dull to settle for a time, to spend a year or three watching the seasons change in this little valley?
Watching our great-grandson grow?
He still wishes for it to be a boy, Willa's baby. I'm certain it's a girl; she's carrying so high. Willa thinks so too. She wants to call her Chance. I've said nothing, though it weighs badly on me. Willa's headstrong, like her mother was — is, like her mother is. If I take against it, the name will stick faster than flyrot. The child, she thinks, was seeded by the spice trader from the south; the timing lends itself to him at least. She always speaks of the man fondly. His thighs, long and taut. His kind eyes. But theirs was no more than a summer cleaving, as bright and as brief as the courtship of fireflies.
I hope she has his sweet brown eyes, Willa has said more than once. I hope her heart is kind.
The dark bay mare whickers as I near the stables, water bucket in hand. She'll drop her own baby come spring, a foal we've promised to Boorma. We've camped in the yard beside her home for several winters and she's always vouchsafed us to the village circle. I want to do this for her. I want the dark bay mare to stay fat and happy. I want the foal to be born healthy. Strong. Steady on its hooves.
The bucket barely fills the water trough a quarter way. The mare has been thirsty overnight; I'll need to bring more from the well, or else send Boorma's son. He's young and strong and can carry a full bucket in each hand. I fork fresh hay into her feed bin. She pushes at me to get past, her big head knocking me off kilter. My feet slip in the semi-frozen mud and I snatch a handful of mane to keep from falling. The mare pays me no mind. If I break my leg, I tell her, you will starve to death. It's not true. No one in the village would allow a good broodmare to starve, especially not one with a belly full of legs.
A flash of unseasonal colour catches my eye and I turn, almost falling again when I spot the bird perched on the railing outside. It's about the size of a hill pigeon but with plumage the colour of precious jewels. Sapphires, emeralds and rubies, all a-gleam in the weak morning sun. I haven't seen its like since I was a girl.
Silvery stitches run the length of its breast. Not ordinary twine or thread, I see as