no ones ever looked at me that way

greta could still feel the warmth of flames, could taste the old magic running through her veins as she neared the edge of the Forest. something was calling out to it, to curses always find their way back to the beginning, her mother used to tell her, for they never truly end. and as sure as spring follows winter, there they two men stood at the threshold of her realm one without a heart and one with too much of it. they smelled of daises, daises and ashes. and greta knew, there was no coming back from i made this last summer and am only uploading it now bc reasons. these three are the epitome of angst incarnate and poly relationship goals (even if they are all twisted up and kinda crazy), i love them so much. so yeah, this is kinda auish and takes place after the first two books when greta is banished into the Forest, the ancient power locked up deep inside of her, and our local bi chaos suave lordling karlo is slowly but surely losing his humanity since y k