Triple X
It's day seven of John Xero's Xeroversary in the magical land of The Xeroverse, where he's celebrating with an eight-day selection of 'flash fiction - fantasy and science fiction, magic, myth and machines.'
My Crete-inspired whoredom, THE SONG OF RESTORATION is up today - debauch horror for your pleasure, and written especially for the Xeroversary. I'd love to know what you think.
Opening lines - a taster:
"Lestros calls me sordid, and I have no intention of disappointing him. A snip here, a snatch – albeit a well-worked flaccid one – there, and I can provide everything he needs. It’s not all for him though, which saddens me for a second or two every day. He has business to attend to, clients to please – as do I, but mine are more discerning, more appreciative of the finer things in life – and death.
I arrange my layers for his pleasure; cotton upon skin upon hair upon thin, light silk that stinks of overworked Eastern worms. He stares at me and I smile, knowing he’ll never be mine – not really.
“Shall I send them in?” he asks afterwards. I nod, a twitch at my scarlet-painted mouth.
In the intervening moments I gather the hoard to my bosom. We suckle one another to give strength..."
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Loved it, and commented on Xeroverse
ReplyDeleteDark and foreboding... dripping with debauchery... there is a twisted 'circle of life' to The Song of Restoration.
ReplyDeleteBrilliantly done, Lily... absolutely brilliant! You do know... a steady diet of your fantastic and fantastical horror will leave me breathless to the point that I shall have to carry 'round a canister of oxygen for when faintness threatens to overcome.
I left a few words over on the Xeroverse.
Congratulations, Lily! This one is particularly exquisite!