It was the first time I ever considered killing myself. I did a quick inventory of my closet around that time. There was no room for my own bones in ...here. I couldn’t make them fit if I tried to. I opted not to kill myself, but the progeny within and with it, my relationship with its sire. I wrote a poem about it, and he read it matter of factly. He laid it down alongside his crypt and fucked me non-chalantly. He smelled like stale cigarettes to me. It disgusted me, and I gathered my things. “You can do this,” Sven told me, stroking my arms through my pink robe.I nodded my head. “This will be easy. It’s just an illusion. I don’t have feyhounds to distract.”Just treemen. And they weren’t constructs but living creatures. Nor did they have the feyhounds keen senses. I could create the distraction that would keep them busy. The massive pine tree before me, reaching high up into the sky, was perfect.My brother hugged me and kissed me on the mouth. I shuddered, clinging to him. His. More

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