Welcome to Me Me Monday! A day to promote, strut, and celebrate your Me-ness!
The memory Leiwell tastes, however, is hardly celebratory. Picking up in mid thought where Protecting the Lights left off for #Rainbow Snippets…
“Duessa, you were the one who’d shaped our realm, created the gardens where boys could grow up gentle. The only males allowed would be those innocent of the violence taught in the world of men. They’d be cut down in the full of their bloom and beauty before any trace of a beard could mar their cheeks. This was your plan, your vision.
Why did you betray it? Why would you allow one of our most promising feasts to grow up? To become one of these monsters?”
I shuddered, wiping my hand against my tunic.
“She must have felt the same way.” Dyvian smiled, the shadows deepening under his eyes. “Desperate to get rid of that thought.”