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Narcisism Meets Nerd

Always, that lopsided smile on those thick lips, those lazy, happy eyes, and that mess of hair weakened my knees.  Far from the most masculine man, he was certainly a heart-breaker.  If only he wasn’t my son.

He looked nothing like my husband, but his resemblance to his father was also only faint.  Many people said he looked like me.  I always wondered about that.  Did that make me a narcissist instead of an incestual freak?  Not that it mattered.  Even though I hid how I felt, I was not ashamed. Read the rest of this entry »

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The Hidden Princess and her Raven

Continued from The Truth in Dreams.

I woke suddenly.  Something hard and cold was in my ear, pressing slowly. “Why are you here?” The voice was familiar, and I smiled slowly as recognition set in. “Stop grinning, and tell me where Keifa is!”

My laughter filled the room, and I spread my featherless wings. “You’ll not find her.  I gave her a present, and if you see her, you’ll not recognize her!” I cawed in victory.

I heard more than felt the cracking as the blunt-tipped metal slammed through my ear.  For a few moments, I lived in a strange state of pain, pleasure, and a sense of both being present, and being asleep and far away.  Once more, I cawed in victory, screeching my win to the heavens beyond the roof; how I longed to see them one final time! Read the rest of this entry »

 
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Posted by on February 14, 2013 in Modern Fiction

 

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