JARETH is an outcast among the angels, his halo an example and his attitude proof. There is somethingย abnormal about him, his siblings whisper. Something uncanny in the way he speaks of the Lord, of his duties, as if the halo wrapped around his neck suffocates him. Rumor has it resentment is what tints the band, a frosted gold rather than the lustrous golden bronze the others have.
When night comes, the moonless sky of the Nota ad Ignota still shines bright. Sneaking away from the Cathedral is easy after 800 years. Anything to escape the neverending choirs. He escapes to a place where it doesnโt matter who sees him. Itโs not the Et Inferius, but itโs the next best thing.ย Here, he rebels. Here, he meets his fate, destiny, and doom.
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KOLBIE isnโt a demon. She isnโt a bluecap, either. Her blood says otherwise.
Born in the Caves of the Corrupted and raised by her fallen angel father, the ugliest of surprises came the day her blood turned her lips blue, lighting her fingertips with blue flames. No longer her fatherโs favorite child, she was grasped by the Myriads, effectively trading one cage, one monster, for another.
500 years later, Kolbie has grown up, grown weary, and almost forgotten her older brother. The Myriads treat her like a mascot, parading her around the palace, a doll on display. She isnโt to use her bluecap abilities, and she can only smile politely. To show emotion is to revert.
The palace is full of secrets, creatures who want something from Kolbie, the only half-anything known to the Nota ad Ignota. The creature with the most secrets, who wants the most out of Kolbie, may be Kolbie herself.
CAN YOU TRUST WHAT YOU SEE INSIDE OF YOUR MIRROR? CAN YOU TRUST WHAT YOU SEE OUTSIDE OF IT?ย
๐๐๐ฃ๐ง๐: YA HIGH FANTASY
๐ฅ๐ค๐ซ: THIRD PERSON OMNISCIENT, MULTIPLE NARRATORS, PRESENT TENSEย
๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ฉ๐๐: NANOWRIMO 2018ย
๐จ๐๐ฉ๐ฉ๐๐ฃ๐: THE NOTA AD IGNOTA (SPHERE OF MYTHOLOGICAL CREATURES) & THE ET INFERIUS (SPHERE OF HUMANS)
๐จ๐ฉ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐จ: OUTLINING / FLESHING OUT DRAFT 2
๐ ๐ ๐ ย ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ผ ย ๐ผ ๐ฟ ย ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ผย lies above. A certain uncertainty, a doubt undoubted, aย known unknown. The gods, demigods, and creatures that reside there have jobs to do, and they do them well, never questioning, never examining what lies beneath the surface (or what goes on behind the curtain.)
๐ ๐ ๐ย ๐ ๐ย ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ย ย lies below. The humans that reside there question with all their might, all their vigor, everything they have to offer. Sometimes, itโs too much. Try as they might, humans are not meant to feast on ambrosia. Golden apples are not meant to rot.ย
๐ ๐ผ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ย is an angel, designed for mercy, built only to service under his Father. Obedienceย doesnโt really seem to be his thing, though.ย ๐ ๐ ๐ผ ๐ ๐ย is a demon, the only son of the first fallen angel, his status polluted by his tender heart.ย ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ฝ ๐ ๐ย is a bluecap, a flame confined to coal mines, dreaming of a life outside of them.
๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ย ๐พ ๐ ๐ ๐ผ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐ย with nothing in common. Three creatures with so much in common, itโs dangerous. And we havenโt even gotten to the rest of them yet.
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i once wondered
if a demon were to bruise
would the harsh welt fade to
the purple-blue hues
i see on humans
so as to show that
all that is not holy
is sinful?
if a devilย were to injureย
their physical form,ย
would they bleed red?
would they bleed at all?
i knew for certain, at least
drops of sunlight wouldn't
pour from a gash, for ichor
only flows from the wounds
of gods and angels
(i should consider myself lucky)
i watch him as he sleeps
noticing the midnight marks
forming on his throat,
collarbone, shoulders, back;
inky nebulas on an ivory galaxy.
i marvel that i was the one to place them there
i know now that he will bleed black
but when he kisses me, it does not matter
my blood is as black as his.
this is from the first draft of illunius, which was my 2018 nano novel that i still have not finished *face palm emoij*ย
โI was nothing before,โ he says, the remark coming out with less snark and more honesty than he planned.
Shayeโs hands slip from his face, and Jareth finds black eyes meeting his own with more raw truth than perhaps ever before. โYou could never be nothing.โ
The sun sets.
this is a little long for this tag IM SORRY FSKJBHGBSDHB and this is kinda a spoiler too OOF hopefully the no context will keep it from giving too much away
tagging @radwrites @eloquenceandemphasis @maskedlady @victoiirres and anyone else who wants to do it!! tag me if you do!!ย
omg yall i wish i could share my brain with u all so u could understand how reworking illunius is making me feel its SO FUN i love the chance to start over :โ) so freeing