First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ A Far Wilder Magic by Allison Saft
Margaret shouldn’t be outside tonight.
It’s too cold for mid-autumn – the kind of cold that catches even trees out. Just yesterday morning, the leaves outside her window burned in the sunlight, red as blood and gold as honey. Now, half of them have gone brittle and dropped like stones, and all she sees are the hours and hours of work ahead of her. A sea of dead things.