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Fairy tales were never meant to be harmless. They were warnings, maps of pain, and blueprints for survival. In this book, readers return to the ash-covered bones of one of the oldest and most unsettling stories, where magic does not sing, it watches, waits, and remembers. The beauty is sharp, the dresses are not woven with joy but with grief, and every gift from the grave demands something in return.

Set in a world of birds that do not chirp but choose justice, and trees that do more than grow, this novel unearths the raw nerves of a girl’s survival in a house built on cruelty. You’ll find no fairy godmother here, only the grave of a mother who listens more closely in death than anyone did in life. It is not kindness that saves the heroine, but persistence. Not charm, but endurance. Each chapter digs deeper into the soil of mourning and transformation, revealing roots that reach far beyond childhood tales.

The horror here is slow and elegant. It creeps in through daily humiliations, glints in the stepmother’s calculated smile, and lands sharp with the crunch of a glass slipper soaked in blood. The prince is not a savior, the palace is not safe, and the birds do not forget. There is justice, but it is not gentle. What you’re left with is not a happily-ever-after, but something older and far more honest.

This is a story about pain that refuses to stay buried, about love that is twisted by grief, and about a girl who does not forgive. She does not need to. If you're ready for a fairytale that remembers its own teeth, step carefully into "Cinderella and the Roots."