KINGMAKER.
( i will not allow you to forget. )

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the loathsome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

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ACT ONE : ( weapons of war )

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It is between this life and the next that he finds his courage within the brittle sinew of his heart, wrenched between fists, dripping between knuckles in an anarchy that could learn, as he did, to love her regardless.

He holds her within his searing ribs and teaches her the dialect of his agony. He presses the arcane to the roof of her mouth, allows her to relish in his iron makings, revel within his cardinal perdition, as if the inferno seized him was an extension of his skin, digging into her hips as the only compliance they would taste within their lifetime.

It is his immolation that serves her — honeyed and narcotic, he is strife within the flesh of man, consumed down to the sordid flesh of the gods, of the strength beneath. He is man and he is deity and she cannot perceive where he ends and she begins; a collision of flesh and torment and their solace with breaths traded between bloodied lips.

She holds him, breaths his havoc like  plumed hemlock. Allows it to settle within the makings of her. She does not say that this is what they share; this acrimony that stains their fingertips black. He knows. He will know it until the end of his days.

( all of the characters in this book are as described. I have no faceclaims, allowing you, as the reader, to interpret my writing as you wish. )

FOLLOWS:
( shadow and bone: season two )

DISCLAIMERS!

This book will contain mature themes, including but not limited to death, injury, mental health, suicide, sexual themes, and many more that are conveyed in the grishaverse. As the writer, I advise you to think about yourself before reading something that may be distressing.

I do not own the plot line for the series, nor the characters — I only own my own characters and their storylines.

NOTES!

As much as season two is condemned because of its storylines/alternates, I'm basing this book (or at least, most of it) on it regardless. How much of it I will change is dependent on what I enjoyed within both aspects of the story.

Will I change some things? Probably, since I enjoy fabricating my own plots. The series may be only partial to this book because of huge moments skipped I may want to include for my own reasons. We'll see how it progresses since I plan nothing (whoops).

Please note that updates will be sporadic and otherwise random.

©-assassinscreed, 2023

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.

No one spoke of him again.