Witch King: Fragment for part 4, PG-13
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tsaikoProof that I am working on something (even though this much was written almost two months ago). If I can get the next scene done this week, I can call this part complete. I'm seriously thinking of splitting this into two series, Witch King and Wild Witch, because technically Amick is no longer a Witch King. It makes sense because then I could put an ending on this series and have the next series focus on the what happens now. Like Amick meeting Nyx's family. And really, doesn't that deserve it's own series? I'd be interested to hear what other people think.
Until then, here is the first bit of part four. I'll work on the next scene as soon as I finish typing this.
He wasn't sure for how long they flew. All Amick knew was the stars above him spun until they seemed to blur together. Or maybe they were fireflies, though this really wasn't the season for it. Though it would explain how they seemed to move in sky, sometimes darting close enough that Amick was overcome with the urge to reach out and touch them.
Each time he tried though, Nyx was there in his head, thoughts sharp as a knife. Hold on. Hold on. He flinched each time it happened because each time the cut was cleaner, the knife sharper. It hurt. It hurt his head and made the shaking worse.
Because it was Nyx, Amick did what was asked, wrapping cold stiffened fingers back around the dragon's horns. Soon. This had to be over soon. This nightmare couldn't last forever.
The sky was blooming with sounds that resonated like a chorus or a dozen madrigals playing all in harmony. Or maybe it was colors? The sky was supposed to change colors right? Which meant it was morning. Had they been flying most of the night?
Amick laid his head against Nyx's scales, and tried very hard not to think. Maybe if he didn't think everything wouldn't continue to not make sense.
It was the shift of muscle underneath his legs that first indicated to Amick that something was going on. They were losing altitude. Amick wanted to ask where they were going, but it was hard to find the words. The wind kept stealing them from him. He really should have thought to ask before.
Nyx's backwinging stirred up snow. Snow? It was really too late in the season for snow. Frost yes, but not snow. Not unless they'd made it to the mountains that were over a kingdom away. Had they been flying that long?
Or maybe it wasn't snow. Maybe it was faerie dust like in the parades Amick was sometimes forced to ride in. Glitter and bits of colors paper in the air, but there was only white paper in the air now. White made sense if he was riding Nyx in a parade. It matched his scales.
The landing was gentler than Amick expected, probably because of the snow (glitter? paper?) that covered the ground. His fingers didn't want to seem to uncurl from around Nyx's horns. The dragon shook himself. That seemed to jar him free. Amick slid down the dragon's side until he landed in the snow.
It smelled of old lace, felt like sand and tasted like sugar. But it was cold, which seemed to be the only thing that made sense. Amick closed his eyes, curled into a ball and tried not to shake apart.
"Up." Nyx's voice was like rough velvet against his skin. He must have changed. Amick "You'll get sick if you sit in the snow."
No, he wouldn't. Amick wasn't moving.
Nyx sighed, his breath pluming in the air. Then he jerked Amick to his feet. The world swam in a sickening wash of colors. The dragon seemed to be the only thing that made sense, the only thing that didn't confuse his senses.
Amick wasn't aware of walking. His feet didn't want to seem to move in any sort of rhythm. Nyx must have man-handled him somehow because the next thing Amick knew they were inside.
"Where?" His voice came out rough enough that Amick almost didn't recognize it as his own.
"Sit down," Nyx ordered, pushing him towards the bed. Amick took one uncertain step before his legs gave way. He sat abruptly on the floor, ignoring the dust that rose up in shades of rose and green or maybe that was tastes of mint and sage. Nyx made a sound.
"It's my Aunt's place. I can see she hasn't used it in a while."
Aunt? The thought of Nyx having a family had never even occurred to him. It made sense. Dragons didn't just appear out of thin air. They came from eggs and eggs had to be laid. He'd just never thought about it before.
"Dragons have fairly large families. I'm sorry to say I'll have to inflict mine upon you at some point." Nyx moved around behind Amick while he concentrated on the feel of each breath as it entered his lungs and wondered if Nyx could now read his mind. "I should start a fire, but there's no time."
The dragon picked him up, put his cheek against Amick's and hummed. Amick could feel it in his bones. "I shouldn't have brought you this far. That was badly done."
"What's going on?"
"You're changing. It happens when... when dragons... well, it happens sometimes." Amick got the impression that the dragon had ended the sentence very differently than what he first intended. Nyx brought up one hand and slowly stroked Amick's hair. "You're lucky. You'll sleep through the worse of it."
That elicited a short bark of laughter. "I don't want to think about it getting worse. Everything is... different. All my senses are messed up."
He could feel Nyx's worry in his mind, muted burgundy tinged with regret. At least I know what he's thinking this way. There was a benefit. "It's going faster than I thought it would. Let's get you on the bed."
All he could do was stand there and shake as Nyx stripped him of his clothes and pushed him down on the bed. The blankets were musty and sweet and Amick tried desperately not to notice anything more about them. It was better if he totally ignored what his senses were telling him. At the very least, it kept his headache to a dull throb.
Seconds later, Nyx lay down beside him. He pulled a thick blanket over them both to ward off the chill. Amick laughed. "This is not how I wanted you in my bed."
Ny'x breath stirred the fine hairs at his temples. "You're going to regret saying that in the morning."
"We'll see." The shivers were lessening slightly, only to be replaced by a bone deep ache. "How much longer?"
"Could be hours," Nyx replied. "You should sleep."
There was a command behind those words. Amick could feel the compulsion to close his eyes and just give into darkness. He fought it just to be contrary, just long enough to hear Nyx growl in frustration. Only then did he give in.
Until then, here is the first bit of part four. I'll work on the next scene as soon as I finish typing this.
He wasn't sure for how long they flew. All Amick knew was the stars above him spun until they seemed to blur together. Or maybe they were fireflies, though this really wasn't the season for it. Though it would explain how they seemed to move in sky, sometimes darting close enough that Amick was overcome with the urge to reach out and touch them.
Each time he tried though, Nyx was there in his head, thoughts sharp as a knife. Hold on. Hold on. He flinched each time it happened because each time the cut was cleaner, the knife sharper. It hurt. It hurt his head and made the shaking worse.
Because it was Nyx, Amick did what was asked, wrapping cold stiffened fingers back around the dragon's horns. Soon. This had to be over soon. This nightmare couldn't last forever.
The sky was blooming with sounds that resonated like a chorus or a dozen madrigals playing all in harmony. Or maybe it was colors? The sky was supposed to change colors right? Which meant it was morning. Had they been flying most of the night?
Amick laid his head against Nyx's scales, and tried very hard not to think. Maybe if he didn't think everything wouldn't continue to not make sense.
It was the shift of muscle underneath his legs that first indicated to Amick that something was going on. They were losing altitude. Amick wanted to ask where they were going, but it was hard to find the words. The wind kept stealing them from him. He really should have thought to ask before.
Nyx's backwinging stirred up snow. Snow? It was really too late in the season for snow. Frost yes, but not snow. Not unless they'd made it to the mountains that were over a kingdom away. Had they been flying that long?
Or maybe it wasn't snow. Maybe it was faerie dust like in the parades Amick was sometimes forced to ride in. Glitter and bits of colors paper in the air, but there was only white paper in the air now. White made sense if he was riding Nyx in a parade. It matched his scales.
The landing was gentler than Amick expected, probably because of the snow (glitter? paper?) that covered the ground. His fingers didn't want to seem to uncurl from around Nyx's horns. The dragon shook himself. That seemed to jar him free. Amick slid down the dragon's side until he landed in the snow.
It smelled of old lace, felt like sand and tasted like sugar. But it was cold, which seemed to be the only thing that made sense. Amick closed his eyes, curled into a ball and tried not to shake apart.
"Up." Nyx's voice was like rough velvet against his skin. He must have changed. Amick "You'll get sick if you sit in the snow."
No, he wouldn't. Amick wasn't moving.
Nyx sighed, his breath pluming in the air. Then he jerked Amick to his feet. The world swam in a sickening wash of colors. The dragon seemed to be the only thing that made sense, the only thing that didn't confuse his senses.
Amick wasn't aware of walking. His feet didn't want to seem to move in any sort of rhythm. Nyx must have man-handled him somehow because the next thing Amick knew they were inside.
"Where?" His voice came out rough enough that Amick almost didn't recognize it as his own.
"Sit down," Nyx ordered, pushing him towards the bed. Amick took one uncertain step before his legs gave way. He sat abruptly on the floor, ignoring the dust that rose up in shades of rose and green or maybe that was tastes of mint and sage. Nyx made a sound.
"It's my Aunt's place. I can see she hasn't used it in a while."
Aunt? The thought of Nyx having a family had never even occurred to him. It made sense. Dragons didn't just appear out of thin air. They came from eggs and eggs had to be laid. He'd just never thought about it before.
"Dragons have fairly large families. I'm sorry to say I'll have to inflict mine upon you at some point." Nyx moved around behind Amick while he concentrated on the feel of each breath as it entered his lungs and wondered if Nyx could now read his mind. "I should start a fire, but there's no time."
The dragon picked him up, put his cheek against Amick's and hummed. Amick could feel it in his bones. "I shouldn't have brought you this far. That was badly done."
"What's going on?"
"You're changing. It happens when... when dragons... well, it happens sometimes." Amick got the impression that the dragon had ended the sentence very differently than what he first intended. Nyx brought up one hand and slowly stroked Amick's hair. "You're lucky. You'll sleep through the worse of it."
That elicited a short bark of laughter. "I don't want to think about it getting worse. Everything is... different. All my senses are messed up."
He could feel Nyx's worry in his mind, muted burgundy tinged with regret. At least I know what he's thinking this way. There was a benefit. "It's going faster than I thought it would. Let's get you on the bed."
All he could do was stand there and shake as Nyx stripped him of his clothes and pushed him down on the bed. The blankets were musty and sweet and Amick tried desperately not to notice anything more about them. It was better if he totally ignored what his senses were telling him. At the very least, it kept his headache to a dull throb.
Seconds later, Nyx lay down beside him. He pulled a thick blanket over them both to ward off the chill. Amick laughed. "This is not how I wanted you in my bed."
Ny'x breath stirred the fine hairs at his temples. "You're going to regret saying that in the morning."
"We'll see." The shivers were lessening slightly, only to be replaced by a bone deep ache. "How much longer?"
"Could be hours," Nyx replied. "You should sleep."
There was a command behind those words. Amick could feel the compulsion to close his eyes and just give into darkness. He fought it just to be contrary, just long enough to hear Nyx growl in frustration. Only then did he give in.
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Date: 3/12/08 01:03 am (UTC)I love how Amick's delirious mind segues in the the coolest of descriptions and connections while on riding Nyx and when he'd fallen off.
It's great to know you're still working on this occasionally! <3
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Date: 3/12/08 12:00 pm (UTC)I'm glad the odd descriptions work. I was worried about that part but needed to convey the fact that Amick's senses were screwed up (and he was high as a kite because of it).
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Date: 3/12/08 03:07 am (UTC)I really love this story and can't wait for more =P
Nyx is being kinda sweet (which I love) but frustratingly vague about what's happening with Amick.
I think it will be great if you split the story as it will mean more of it and who would say no to that? Nyx's family = more dragons!
maybe one of them will try to steal or get rid of Amick so we can have more amusing Amick-gets-into-trouble stories.
Hopefully the future parts of the story will also include something about how the people who betrayed Amick in the palace will get some kind of payback from Amick.
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Date: 3/12/08 12:08 pm (UTC)I have no idea what most of the plot for the next part will be. All I have is a bunch of scenes that need to be connected. Ah the joys of being a writer.
I'm glad you like it!
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Date: 3/12/08 03:51 am (UTC)Has anyone told you lately that you're an evil tease? Cause I think you're due. ;3 *hearts*
I LOVE Nyx. Seriously. I love how he prods Amick along and I love how it's both brutal and kind all at the same time. ^_^;;
And I SO want to know what Nyx knows about Amick changing and why he's changing and and!! Evil tease....:P
Also, I so LOVE the idea of Nyx having family and Amick getting introduced to them. (Can't wait to see how he explains that whole, 'I kept Nyx as my slave dragon' to the family...^_^)
*hearts* You are the awesome. :3
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Date: 3/12/08 12:12 pm (UTC)I haven't figured out which characterization I like more: Amick's or Nyx's. They're both so far from a typical yaoi pairing that it's hard to chose. I do like how you've described Nyx. He is both kind and brutal at the same time.
Oh Nyx's family is "special." I kind of love his Aunt, who is the only one that I have a good grasp of character on right now. She's awesome.
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Date: 3/12/08 05:24 am (UTC)The idea of splitting it into two stories works, if that's what you want to do. :)
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Date: 3/12/08 01:02 pm (UTC)Seriously though, sometimes even I get annoyed with how long it takes me to write things. Especially when all I have is a couple paragraphs left in a chapter and I cannot get them onto the page.
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Date: 3/12/08 12:27 pm (UTC)I'm liking this lots and can't wait to read more. The description of his surroundings taking on a different quality, the way feelings are tinged with colour, these little details make your writing such a joy to write. The choice of words themselves, seemingly not something one would associate with where you've used them, bring in other feelings and just create a whole new emotional picture about your descriptions. Totally love that.
Also, I dearly love Amick being just a tad bit contrary at the end. I love his strength of character not to just give in. He's not just letting this happen to him; he's committed to it, too. I really do like him.
Great work!
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Date: 3/12/08 01:05 pm (UTC)Amick being slightly contrary to the end it just him. Really, I love his characterization. It's so not what you would normally expect from a yaoi couple.
Thank you for the wonderful review. I appreciate it. ^^
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Date: 3/12/08 03:30 pm (UTC)Um. I just wanna say.
STOP TEASING US YOU . . . PERSON WHO TEASES US!
That is all.