Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!
Every Saturday, those participating share six sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction on their blogs. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be LGBTQIA+.
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For mine, Leiwell will pick up where he left off on Monday in Protecting the Lights, torn between his devotion to his master and his tenderness to the siblings he was given (or perhaps was given to?)…
I opened my eyes, stared up at the cottage ceiling, which separated me from the siblings I’d stolen from the shadows.
Danyel and Tayel lay in their bed, dreaming in all innocence of my temptation, my master’s allure. Here in this cottage, in our garden they could grow up, free of all expectations any mysterious master or shadowy presence might inflict upon them. No society could trap them into self designated roles.
I’d protect them from all of those things. I’d keep both worlds, the savage society of reality and the dangerous realm of shades far away from them.
To do that, I needed power, enough to create a barrier around our home that keep anything which might threaten the twins out.