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    30 Jan 2026

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    Shadow Milk choked on a sound— half moan, half sob. His hips lifted from the ruined sheets, arching, searching desperately for friction, for anything that might soothe the gnawing ache within him.

    “I—” he stammered. “I haven’t— wanted anyone—” His breath caught, spine bowing sharply as Pure Vanilla sucked harder, tongue flicking mercilessly. “Not since— the silver tree.”

    “Not in years— maybe centuries— I don’t know— I don’t care!” His head tipped back, his eyes wild, pupils blown so wide they devoured the color. “Only you. Only you. Do that again—”

    Pure Vanilla let him go with a wet pop, his lips pulling back slick with saliva, a glisten coating the flushed blue bead. A thin line of wetness lingered as he licked his lips, his gaze heavy, unwavering.

    “Oh, you poor thing,” he murmured, and the words rumbled from deep in his chest, heavy with something tender. They were not cruel, not mocking, but genuine. His breath was warm where it ghosted over Shadow Milk’s chest. “You’ve been taking care of yourself for so long…”

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    29 Jan 2026

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    "I won’t make a deal,” Pure Vanilla says, plain and simple. “Not unless I understand every word of it. Not unless I believe it fair. And not if the price is someone else’s pain.”

    “You dare to set your terms,” The fae murmurs, his voice no longer playful. No longer velvet. It is frost now, delicate and sharp enough to flay skin. “You sit in my ring, in my garden, and you deny me?”

    Pure Vanilla meets his gaze, calm and clear. “Yes.”

    The fae snarls.

    “I could kill you,” the fae whispers. “Slit you open like a fruit. Spill your mortal heat onto my garden and let the flowers drink your heart."

    “You could,” Vanilla agrees mildly. “But I’m told human meat is stringy, and frankly, I’m not sure I’d make a good stew.” He takes another small bite of rice, chews serenely. “Besides, isn’t that just a myth? You lot eating people.”

    “You’re testing me,” The fae snaps. “I should curse your tongue to rot in your mouth. I should blight your precious village until even the stones forget your names.”

    “Can’t,” Vanilla says lightly, tapping the side of his riceball with one finger. “You’d need my true name. And I’m fairly certain you don’t have it.”

    The fae curses.

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    27 Jan 2026

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    The God of Deceit was once a god who danced through truth like a flame through old parchment—destructive, beautiful, inevitable. But that was before the fae turned their backs. Before they bound him in this tree, with chains etched in runes that gnawed through flesh and soul alike.

    Now he is stillness. Now he is silence. Now he is Shadow Milk—the god no one remembers, watching the world like a man at the bottom of a well watches the light too far above to reach.

    And so he waits.

    Through the thin membrane of reality, where the veil is weakest, he sees the world. He sees the golden fields stretching in humble simplicity, dotted with the flicker of sheep. He sees the hill, where wildflowers bloom with such audacity they seem to challenge the sky.

    And there, in the middle of it all—white as a breath, still as a prayer—is the shepherd. Pure Vanilla.

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    Pure Vanilla thinks of his flock as he dies. He thinks of Dandelion. He thinks of warm bread and honey. Of sun on his face. Of the feeling of grass beneath his feet.

    Death is not merciful, it is not quick.

    The shepherd bleeds, and The God of Deceit does not intervene.

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    18 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 22

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    18 Jan 2026