Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai
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Illuga hears something from behind him and swears to Solovei his heart stops. Slowly he turns to look over his shoulder, slowly he locks eyes with the subject of his fantasies.
“Apologies, Young Master. It was not my intent to disturb you,” Flins says. He’s sitting gracefully in Illuga’s favorite chair, having dragged it from the living room to the foot of his bed. “But, you called my name.”
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- Part 1 of Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai
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There’s something suspicious about Sir Flins.
Illuga plans to investigate.
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- Part 2 of Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai
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“I don’t need to know what you are,” Illuga says. “Just give me something. Something to cling to the next time you run headfirst into danger alone.”
Flins sees the ghosts behind those pleading eyes, the shadows he tries to bathe in light, to pretend his lantern could drown them out rather than push them further into the corners of his mind. And he knows the stories, knows the haunted past that Illuga doesn’t like to talk about, the reason Flins’ answer matters.
He settles on a simple, yet vague truth.
“I am… not so easily killed,” he admits.
“If you’re lying to me,” Illuga says. “I will summon you from the grave and kill you myself.”
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- Part 3 of Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai
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"What do you think it is to be human?” Flins asks, slow and deliberate, fingers tracing the rim of his drink.
“To be human is to feel,” Illuga says, definitively. “To be human is to hurt, to bleed, to cry. And then wake up the next day and do it again. Wake up a thousand times and do it again, knowing that the pain doesn’t stop.”
Flins’ gaze is piercing. “Why?”
“Because if we can still feel pain, we can still feel joy.”
Illuga thinks he knows what it means to be human. He has a few things to learn.
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- Part 4 of Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai
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“You can’t trust anyone else to give you what you really want, can you? Poor, pitiful little Illuga. Papa Nikita’s baby boy, just needs someone to shove him against a tree, kick his legs apart and show him—”
It all happens at once, a blur of movement, action without conscious thought.
Illuga takes hold of Lohen’s wrist and twists. It’s quick and violent and effective—a question Lohen must answer in a fraction of a second: drop the knife or suffer. Drop the knife or bear witness to his own ligaments tearing.
Lohen gasps, letting the knife slip from his hold. It buries itself upright in the dirt, and when Illuga wrenches him downward, Lohen goes to his knees beside it.
Illuga wants to pretend he doesn’t need their secret trysts. Lohen’s not fond of pretending.
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- Part 5 of Alex’s Adventures in Nod Krai