Comfort writes 's Book and Story
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Beauty in the grave
She came to the forest to mourn the man she lost. She never expected him to crawl back from the grave. Lyra thought she buried her love with the silence of the trees. But in the heart of the forest where the moon hangs heavy and the earth breathes secrets something has returned. Something not quite alive, and far from dead. He was the man she loved. Now he's something else. The forest remembers. It speaks in rustling leaves and the crack of bone beneath moss. It twists grief into fury, and love into something sharp. As Lyra is drawn deeper into the shadows, she must face what he's become and what she must become to survive him. Love doesn't die. It transforms. Sometimes into something beautiful. Sometimes into something hungry.