Iron Spur — Wild West MW AU of mine.. ehhehhh...

What a blessing it is, he thinks, to have known you as a human first.

Else he might never have admired the wild magic of your change.

You’ve adjusted remarkably well to the inevitability of your status as fae-taken; bearing the new weight of your wings with a quiet dignity, settling into them like the soothing embrace of an old friend. The exquisite lines of your form grow ever more familiar with each passing day, filling him with pride and longing in equal measure.

The realm has claimed you, as he has.

His eyelight traces along the bare edge of your wing—and he shudders, forcing back the sudden, raw desire to follow that line with the tip of a glossy black claw. All at once he is overcome, possessed by the image of those wings, spread out before and beneath him. The declaration of Body and Soul together, for all the world to see:

This Clown Trio:

☩ "...Look...what you've done..." ☩

The Freak Circus by Neko Bueno/Garula