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May. 27th, 2019 11:59 amTitle: May Bear the Scar of You
Fandom: Chronicles of Amber - Roger Zelazny
Rating: M
Length: 7063 words
Characters/Pairings: Brand, Martin
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Lima Syndrome, Stockholm Syndrome, Non-explicit Torture, Metaphysics, Blood Magic, Dysfunctional Family
Notes: Written for this year's Hurt/Comfort Exchange. I didn't sign up, but I saw this on the pinch hit list, waited a little, and then grabbed it. I've written this fandom for this recipient before, and I wanted to see if someone else would offer (and then I could treat).
This story steals bits from my Vialle, Daughter of Oberon series. I don't think that reading that is at all necessary to reading this as what I used is world building elements that are pretty clearly explained.
Summary: It was probably always going to be Martin. The Trump with a dagger through it was a lie, though. I expect that the old man thought it would be more dramatic that way, more likely to get Corwin to see me as a serious threat.
Not that I wasn't. Not that I hadn't hurt Martin. I just hadn't been that fucking stupid about it. What I'd done was worse, but Corwin wouldn't have seen it that way. Most of my siblings wouldn't understand that because none of them really remembered being seventeen.
May Bear the Scar of You on AO3.
Title: The Spirit's Tender Steel
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis
Rating: T
Length: 6704 words
Characters/Pairings: Susan Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, Zardeenah
Tags: Canon levels of polytheism, Tash is not the Devil, Not Lewis' Christianity, Ethics, Tashbaan, Worldbuilding, The Problem of Susan, Refusing the Call, Accepting a Different Call
Notes: Written for this year's Wayback Exchange.
Summary: Tashbaan was noisy in a way that no part of Narnia was. It rang with human voices and human tools. The air in the harbor smelled of sewage rather than of the kelp and dead fish that Susan expected. Susan had known, of course, how very many people lived in Calormen's capitol, but it had been an abstract number, one she hadn't been able to visualize except as 'bigger than Anvard.'
This was her having touched a few grains of sand in preparation for suddenly encountering a beach. Words couldn't convey the sensory experience to anyone who hadn't had it before; they only echoed what listeners and readers already knew.
The Spirit's Tender Steel on AO3.
Fandom: Chronicles of Amber - Roger Zelazny
Rating: M
Length: 7063 words
Characters/Pairings: Brand, Martin
Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Lima Syndrome, Stockholm Syndrome, Non-explicit Torture, Metaphysics, Blood Magic, Dysfunctional Family
Notes: Written for this year's Hurt/Comfort Exchange. I didn't sign up, but I saw this on the pinch hit list, waited a little, and then grabbed it. I've written this fandom for this recipient before, and I wanted to see if someone else would offer (and then I could treat).
This story steals bits from my Vialle, Daughter of Oberon series. I don't think that reading that is at all necessary to reading this as what I used is world building elements that are pretty clearly explained.
Summary: It was probably always going to be Martin. The Trump with a dagger through it was a lie, though. I expect that the old man thought it would be more dramatic that way, more likely to get Corwin to see me as a serious threat.
Not that I wasn't. Not that I hadn't hurt Martin. I just hadn't been that fucking stupid about it. What I'd done was worse, but Corwin wouldn't have seen it that way. Most of my siblings wouldn't understand that because none of them really remembered being seventeen.
May Bear the Scar of You on AO3.
Title: The Spirit's Tender Steel
Fandom: Chronicles of Narnia - C.S. Lewis
Rating: T
Length: 6704 words
Characters/Pairings: Susan Pevensie, Edmund Pevensie, Zardeenah
Tags: Canon levels of polytheism, Tash is not the Devil, Not Lewis' Christianity, Ethics, Tashbaan, Worldbuilding, The Problem of Susan, Refusing the Call, Accepting a Different Call
Notes: Written for this year's Wayback Exchange.
Summary: Tashbaan was noisy in a way that no part of Narnia was. It rang with human voices and human tools. The air in the harbor smelled of sewage rather than of the kelp and dead fish that Susan expected. Susan had known, of course, how very many people lived in Calormen's capitol, but it had been an abstract number, one she hadn't been able to visualize except as 'bigger than Anvard.'
This was her having touched a few grains of sand in preparation for suddenly encountering a beach. Words couldn't convey the sensory experience to anyone who hadn't had it before; they only echoed what listeners and readers already knew.
The Spirit's Tender Steel on AO3.
