2024-06-06
Part of The New Goddess
4497 words (22 minutes)
For the first time in longer than I can remember, I wake up pain-free.
I also seem to be completely naked in an unfamiliar bed with someone else’s arms around me. I feel and smell filthy. With a groan of disgust, I try to regain my bearings. Memories of what happened yesterday slowly drift back to me as though from a great distance away.
2024-05-26
Part of The New Goddess
3052 words (15 minutes)
I know when my Goddess returns by the way the whole palace comes alive in Her presence. The floor, the walls, even the very air carries a subtle vibration of Her power when She, the beating heart of our home, steps foot inside. My legs buoyed with renewed energy, the anticipation of laying eyes upon Her again carries me onward with quickened steps.
2022-12-02
711 words (4 minutes)
She tells me that she needs to watch herself, that she has a bad habit of pushing boundaries, especially when she’s been drinking.
I smile. I tell her how her self-awareness is reassuring, how safe she makes me feel.
I keep topping off her glass.
2022-02-21
1316 words (7 minutes)
The low creaking sounds of wood and the lazy rocking motion tilting the doll’s head side-to-side in a slow, gentle rhythm made for soothing sensations.
At least they did so in a vacuum, and the doll was trying her very best to exist only in that perfect vacuum.
2022-02-15
673 words (3 minutes)
Your angel is so sweet, so pliant, with her collar around her neck. Such a wonderfully docile creature since you learned how to leash her more firmly than even her halo.
The defiant warrior swinging her flaming sword is long, long gone now.
2022-02-10
2053 words (10 minutes)
It was all over. The forces of light victorious. The Dark One banished to wait for another turning of the cycle to clash with another destined Hero generations from now.
Still the Priestess grieved her love, the Hero who gave her life to win this victory.
2022-01-10
488 words (2 minutes)
There she is, my equal and opposite.
Fell creature of The Deep, the Piercing Tooth of the Great Maw That Devours, She Whose Steps Blight The Land approaches with wicked blade drawn and wild eyes staring.
I grip my own sword. Our great conflict ends today. It must.
2021-11-06
Part of The Song
964 words (5 minutes)
People still speak fondly of the pantheon that was.
It’s not yet been so long that it has passed out of memory, though each year more children are born without the warm assistance of Oriah and raised without the guiding light of Ralles.
To them the stories are just stories.
2021-10-01
202 words (1 minute)
I’ve come to hate the girl in the mirror. She barely manages to make eye contact with me any more, like she’s ashamed of me or something. She doesn’t even spend time admiring the new bruises on my face and neck or appear disappointed when they fade. Pathetic. Downright rude.
2021-09-12
311 words (2 minutes)
The more she kisses me, the more I get lost in her kisses, unable to think or notice anything else. I cry in pain when her clawed fingers pierce my flesh, but even then it only inspires me to kiss back with greater fervor.
2021-09-07
1521 words (8 minutes)
The heroine swoops in toward the site of the explosion, keeping an eye out for—ah, there she is. Her great nemesis, striding through the destruction, catches her eye at the same time and grins widely. “Ah, there you are! Fireworks always were the best way to get your attention.”