Original Fiction, Post-apocalyptic New Mexico

Black Glass

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-con, Sibling Incest, Dubious Consent

Summary: Veli’s magic has been uncovered and, with it, his heretical connection to an ancient God at odds with that of the royal family. Koyit is ordered to punish him, but he does so in his own way. He won’t hurt the one he has promised to protect.

They say a long time ago, the Sleeper and the Nameless God clashed.  Perhaps it was in the World Before, or perhaps it was later, when the Nameless God was only a memory.  It is said that whatever the Nameless God did to anger her, they ran and hid from the Awakened Sleeper, for they were too cowardly to face her. She was beautiful, and she burned so brightly in her anger that those who saw her fell dead where they stood, bruised with the force of her majesty.  Even from further away, many folk who looked upon her sickened and died.  Some were burned; they were those who worshiped the Nameless God.  The Nameless God’s marks appearing on their skin in strange patterns revealed them to the Sleeper, and she came for them, and strange fires burned around her.

They fought in the cleared place that is a forest now, but for a long time after the battle it was a wasteland.  The Nameless God was cunning and clever, and they changed from form to form again and again—first a tiny bird, now a leaf, now a breath of air, but no matter what form they changed into they could not escape the wrath of the Sleeper, nor her beauty.  In the end, they were cast to the ground and there in the clearing the Sleeper overcame them.

Their coupling burned the Nameless God so badly that they slipped once again into hiding, but everywhere across was scattered their tears, black and frozen.  The Sleeper’s power secured, she once again became still, and the land slept.

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Original Fiction, Post-apocalyptic New Mexico

Returning by the Road We Came

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Sibling incest

Summary: Being the younger brother of the Crown Prince is difficult, particularly when you’ve barely spoken in a year. Veli’s solution is to try to have his brother assassinated (well–he doesn’t try terribly hard). They resolve their differences very decidedly.

A/N: title from “To My Brother” by Siegfried Sassoon

with apologies to the poet

“Give me one reason I shouldn’t have you executed.”  Koyit sounded more exasperated than angry, which wasn’t exactly surprising, but it was faintly insulting.

Veli paused, looking up from the design on the scroll he had been inking.  “You’re supposed to be dead,” he said, with a little smirk that he hoped would infuriate his brother.  Koit’s lips thinned, but the hoped-for explosion didn’t come.  He just looked at Veli, and Veli found his stomach turning over unpleasantly.  This was all wrong; it wasn’t how he’d imagined it.  Koyit was supposed to be angry, not—not disappointed.

“That’s what you have to say to me?  Is that your reason?”

Veli stared down at the scroll in front of him, the vast stylized creature he had inked there seeming to mock him.  “Brother dearest,” he cooed.  “You don’t want to be the king anyway.  Just consider this my attempt to help you.”

“By killing me.”

“You’re not dead.”

“And you’re about to be!”  He slammed a hand down onto the scroll, and Veli jumped.  Anger now, at least.  A step up.  “Do you think this is a joke?”  Koyit reached for him, and Veli grabbed for the knife hidden up his sleeve; he had it out in a half moment and pointed at his brother.

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