"A foul odor filled the air. Old blood mixed with decaying flesh."
The Witch in the Ruins is an upcoming sapphic dark fantasy novella written by yours truly. It will be my debut and should be released as an ebook by this Fall, 2023.
🗡 sapphic
🗡 Dark fantasy world
🗡 horror elements
🗡 action
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“Coustas is my son. Not by blood, but by inheritance. It was fate for us to become father and son.”
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Average the old witch sleep and the good man grace listening experience
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there’s always been pushback and resistance to artists trying to make queer art. its a very noticeable pattern when you look into the background and creation of queer shows.
revolutionary girl utena only exists because ikuhara wanted to make a sailor moon movie centered around haruka and michiru and was told no. utena and anthy weren’t able to kiss in the anime because one of the utena team members was homophobic and threatened to walk off the project if they made the girls too gay, so it was only once the movie was made, she was gone, and ikuhara had full total control that he could have utena and anthy kiss.
korrasami weren’t allowed to do more then hold hands. they only finally got to kiss onscreen in a sequel comic released way later. steven universe’s final season was rushed and messy because the show was basically cancelled after insisting on having a gay wedding with an onscreen kiss. she ra’s creator had to spend 4 seasons carefully laying the groundwork to force the executives to accept a gay happy ending because otherwise it would never have been allowed. disney suspiciously cut the owl house’s third season short right around the time the show made the lumity relationship canon. The Nimona movie was cancelled when it was nearly finished and only finally released this year.
i guess my point is that executive meddling from stupid old men happens to all queer content that makes it into the mainstream and rather then letting it get you down you should show appreciation to all the artists and creators who swim against this current of suppression and still manage to give us great stories.
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the witch in the ruins — excerpt
Just outside of the city and past a cart full of corpses covered in blood red sheets, the mersinos located a blood trail. It was older, a few days judging by how it flaked and crumbled under her touch. She followed the trail down the cobblestone road, onto the dirt, then into the trees. Where the forest stood, tall and foreboding. She questioned nearby citizens and found them remarkably unhelpful. No one seemed to want to discuss the witch, or the beast’s content to pretend there was no danger. She returned to the forest’s edge an hour later with her pack and extra, smaller blades. Ahead, the trees of the Lusta swayed in the cold breeze of the morning and she wondered again, just what awaited within its darkest depths. Unable to wait any longer, she pulled free her sword and proceeded between the trees.
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In Britain magazine, October 1974
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