Status Updates From In the Forests of Serre

in dire need of escapism and this has been on my tbr for a while it seems lyrical and lovely and like it carries the essence of medieval fairytales in their purest form so here i am i really really hope that i like it

"She saw nothing else, heard nothing, as the firebird flew silently through the twilight, its wings trailing plumes and ribbons of flame, its tail covered with jewels of fire. Its claws and beak and eyes seemed of hammered gold that melted into fire and then hardened again into gold. It sang a note. She felt the sound fall through her heart like a pearl falling slowly, with infinite beauty, through liquid gold."