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Every Saturday, six sentences of LGBTQIA+ fiction is posted and shared on the blogs of those who participate.
These six can be from their own work. They can be from someone else’s. They just need to be LGBTQIA+.
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Mine picks up where it left off on Me Me Monday in Leiwell’s story, which I’ve written for this Cauldron, Protecting the Lights…it’s a little longer than six sentences, but clipping it any shorter didn’t quite feel right…
“Lost memories gather here, abandoned by those whom no longer have any use for them.” Dyvian released my hand. “Can you taste them?”
I dropped to my knees, dipping my hand into the running, multicolored water, very like the flaming liquid the twins had emerged from.
I lifted my wet fingers to my lips, tasting anger, a possessive fury which invaded my mind, screaming her rage.
“Damian should have mine. My little bridegroom, my perfect marriage feast. My Lady Duessa, you ordered us to sacrifice our sons, our brothers to their brides. Why did you let your own nephew go?”