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437 pages, Paperback
First published October 22, 2024
1920. “Camford”, UK. Seventeen-year-old Clover is a commoner with no wealth or connections or even magical blood. So as a student at the Camford University of Magical Scholarship, where almost every student comes from rich families with magic in their blood, Clover knows that she must strive her best and learn enough magic to find a cure for her elder brother Matthew, one of the handful of survivors of a faerie attack on the battlefield during the Great War. But as the study of faerie magic has been banned after that incident, Clover’s options are limited.
Clover finds her tribe with Alden – a spoilt rich boy with similar research interests as Clover, and his two friends – Hero (the only other female student at Camford) and Eddie (who loves plants more than anything.) With this trio, Clover learns more about friendship and heartbreak, and yes, even faerie doors. However, as often happens during dangerous pursuits, this friendship too is threatened by an unforeseen event, which creates repercussions even years later.
The story comes to us in Clover’s first-person perspective, written as a flashback from some point in the future.
⋆.˚🥀⋆ ❝ In the end, it was four words that changed the course of our lives and the history of the world. Perhaps it wasn’t really so surprising. They were, after all, the most important words in any language. “What are you reading? ❞
❝ His eyes met mine for the first time. They were unexpectedly beautiful: the blue grey of a winter sky on the moors. ❞
❝ Come closer. My feet took one step forward, then another, and this time there was no doubt they were doing so without any guidance from me. Something was reaching out, stirring the tangle of my nerves and bones, drawing them closer. I should have been frightened, should have been fighting, but the silver drowned out any feeling except wonder and a vague melancholic awe. It was impossible, and so beautiful. ❞
❝ For this one night, I was going to break rules. I may as well break good ones. ❞ 𓍢ִ໋🌷͙֒