@allvalley100 here’s another prompt for the Amnesty Week, this time with my take on RITUAL! Additionally, this is a preview for the piece I had hoped to complete for Silverusso Day, but I’m hoping the taste of it delights enough for now.
Terry sighed, adjusting his Jareth costume one last time.
Every year since its founding, Terry Silver would go to the Labyrinth Masquerade ball, find the guest who most resembled his darling Danny-boy, and promptly fuck their brains out.
He had made quite a few friends this way… an actor named Chris (now happily married to some karate bimbo in New York… Ruben, right?), a mad scientist named Lee almost more deranged than Terry himself (oh Terry had nearly loved him), most recently a police officer named Nick…
This year would be different, though. He could feel it in his bones.
