‘William!’ she cried. ‘William!!!!’ It was a tortured sound.
They didn’t look back.
The War of Light and Dark draws near,
And with it all that we have feared.
But when the time does come to pass,
Fire, blood and spells all cast,
Evil will be surely gone,
From all of wondrous Avalon.
The days of sorrow, toil and plight,
Will end with she who fights our fight.
She’ll rule nigh on one hundred years,
And sail the river of our tears,
When death does claim her for its own,
And another sits upon her throne.
But they shall be of equal heart,
Chosen by the matriarch,
To continue on her quest for peace,
From western shores to swamplands east.
Forever more we shall be rich,
All hail our saviour, The White Witch.
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
I would like to thank my mum, who sacrificed many hours of her time reading and editing this book, and who supported me throughout the writing process - give that woman a medal! And a big thank you to Louise Dyer for designing such a beautiful cover.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
J. J. Morrison was born in Colchester, Essex and grew up in a 17th century manor house, which laid the foundations for her love of all things old and mysterious. She began writing The White Witch in her final year at King’s College London, where she read English Literature, but created the central character for a school project when she was twelve years old.
To find out more about the author, visit her on Instagram: @jjmorrison_author
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