5/10/2023 0 Comments Honeycomb by joanne harris![]() She was old-and cunning-and her home was a silken pavilion under a canopy of leaves, shrouded with gossamer curtains and guarded by legions of spider guards. ![]() This was the lair of the Spider Queen, who lived with her three daughters in the heart of the forest. But through the bars he found himself looking into a garden-or at least, what was left of one-now grown monstrous with the years, with peonies and hollyhocks and roses tall as houses, with thick and thorny branches and heads like those of shaggy sea monsters rising from the greenery. The young King tried the gate, which was locked. He followed the wall through the undergrowth, and soon uncovered a wrought-iron gate, almost as high as the wall itself, faded rust-red with the years, its scrolls and florets of metal grown as fine and brittle as autumn leaves. The wall was brick and very high, overgrown with vivid moss that fell in great, green, velvety swags all along the perimeter. One day, when he was still only half-grown, he came to a wall, deep in the woods. There, he would swim in the quiet streams, or swing in the canopy of the trees, or run for miles with the forest deer, far away from his underground realm and from his royal duties. The Lacewing King and the Spider Queen When the Lacewing King was a boy, he liked to escape into the woods. ![]() Read on for the story and to order a signed bookplate edition! ![]() We're delighted to be sharing an exclusive extract from Honeycomb by Joanne Harris as the fourth stop on the Honeycomb Virtual Bookshop Tour to mark its publication. ![]()
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