The Winter of the Witch (Winternight Trilogy Book 3)

by Katherine Arden

Many say, better to die, until the time comes to actually do it, Morozko had told her once.

He fell back. “Who are you?” “I am a witch,” said Vasya. Blood was running down her hand now, spoiling her grip. “I have plucked snowdrops at Midwinter, died at my own choosing, and wept for a nightingale. Now I am beyond prophecy.”