“Elves are pretty, goblins are strong.”- Marak, the Goblin King
Prince Charming He’s Not, by AdAbsurdum
from Clare B Dunkle’s Hollow Kingdom Trilogy
Marak sees ideal Goblin Queen material. Kate begs to differ. Tensions ensue.
“Kate felt very offended. ‘I am not an elf,’ she insisted. ‘I’m an Englishwoman!”
The Unseelie taught me this:
beauty is vicious, beauty is cunning, beauty is strong
The elves are pretty. The goblins are strong.
Beauty bites and rends your flesh in tears.
It is found in our scars and whips
serpents writhing in the sky, ripping the land
it is nature at its harshest,
the great rezoning wave that drowns a million.
See it carved into our knives and wounds?
Blood for blood, heart for kin.
We tear ourselves apart for each other.
I waltzed with the Unseelie King,
serpent tail and stiletto wending through wine.
He taught me to smile like a bastard in the depths of hell,
in warehouses of damned where no angels dare tread.
We painted in blood like savages, he whipped them into submission
as they reached for my flesh, starving for salvation.
some drink of redemption, I the light in Hell.
“This is my bane,” he hisses, comforting
me as I cry, shielding me from desire,
surrenders the keys-
in this tomb? Suspend yourself for ages as I writhe through my skins? Looking for a heart that you stole?
Gate close. Us together.
It was just a dream.
We are saved.
Our disease is our greatest blessing.
No sunlight shines here-
Love the flower that grows in Hell.
I forsake all for your smile.
I the tithe, or you?