chamomile, rose water, and other unlikely intoxicants
written by callmearcturus. cover art by nightcigale.
“I do swear by Skaia’s guiding light to eschew ambition and direction to serve in the holy retinue. I will lay my head in the safety of the bower and pay penance in thought and deed. For the King of All Winters and the Undying Prince, I will provide succor and balm, and yield my being to ease the burden he carries for us all.”
An off-the-cuff jamfic for the Strilondes discord that spun rapidly out of control. In which Dirk plays the role of resigned god-prince of Skaia, locked in a twisted version of the Year King fable. His life is a sorry routine until one year, he receives a very bold, strange offering from the heir to House Harley, Jake.
A story about cycles, and how to break them, and the patterns left in the scattered pieces afterward.
or, already caught up? then: