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Nine--Old Friends
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She continues to move against me, showing less and less pain. I cannot keep myself from touching her, pulling her to me; I try to be mindful of her pleasure, her pain, but I begin to lose myself in hunger. She moves more urgently, with more abandon until she arches and bucks in ecstasy. I......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-06-19 19:16:07 |
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Eight--Spoils
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Aeolin scavenges in the huts and houses things too that we will need for the coming winter. She has found a sturdy table, pots, a chest she has filled with blankets and skins, pottery, milled grain; all useful.
A week after our game Aeolin returns early from her rummaging, giddy with......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-05-15 21:45:16 |
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Seven--Victory
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“I will never sleep knowing you are not here.” I point to the bed near the fire, want for us both to be there, make our own heat. I should return to the barn, away from temptation, but I cannot. I go instead to the bed in the corner, lie down, curse Tsvora, or at least this edict......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-04-20 18:48:44 |
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Six--Starting Over
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It is reflex that takes her by the throat, consciousness, finally, that keeps her from harm. I bank my rage, notice the ferryman, enthralled, use this to our advantage.
“You will pay for that, whore.” The others too attend to our display. I gauge our progress to the dock,......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-04-09 21:17:05 |
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Five--The Kiss
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I am smug, think now she will be mine. I swagger into camp, believing she will come to me, give herself to me. But she does not look at me, pretends instead busyness with lighting the fire. It is madness. I do not think her fickle, but cannot discern her mind. I go to Gobann, replace my......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-03-18 18:30:55 |
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Four--Bathing
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I start awake when Gobann knickers, shifts. It is mid-morning, I have overslept. Aeolin sleeps, her breasts, her body, pressed to my back, her arm slung over my hip. I am tempted to turn, pull her to me but Gobann knickers again, stomps. I roll from Aeolin. She sighs, turns, settles again......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-03-18 18:20:39 |
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Three--Leaving
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I grab her waist, lift her to the saddle. She winces, holds herself rigid, in pain. I lift her to the ground. She will not look at me. I feel along her ribs. She flinches, draws breath in pain. She has broken a rib. I look at her, expect an explanation.
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Two--Chasing Shadows
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Sir Ulric has given orders to send me and my men to the far reaches of the kingdom, stating there is some petty uprising we must quell. My scouts report differently, but I go to comply. Preparations are well underway when I make my way to the stables. I am there when Brigid, Sir......Read More
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Posted on: 2009-02-19 22:12:44 |
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One--Aeolin
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She is no beauty, but Tsvora tells me she is mine. I know her, see her when others do not. She is plain, strong and does not complain; compliant, she will work in filth, and is invisible because of it. I see intelligence in her eyes, and sadness and pain. But not from being torn from her......Read More
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