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Eternal Flakefall (Naughty or Nice) - K. R. Foster, 2010 Advent Calendar - Naughty or Nice[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]K.R. Foster Eternal Flakefall [2] Eternal Flakefall For the Kloseteers, my verbal sparring partners. T ALVI stared at the wall of ice opposite his throne, lips shifting into a frown as the insults and hatred continued to bombard him. Only the denizens of Earth would be foolish enough to repeatedly insult one of the most powerful beings in existence: a Weather God. His sisters received nothing but love and praise. While, he, Winterhe sneered at the name; the humans on Earth had no tastegarnered nothing but hatred. The man displayed on the wall of ice was large, husky, and shorter than the average mortal. His coat was white, puffy, and he resembled one of those human sweets a marshmallow! That was it . While that might have amused Talvi, the man’s comments didn’t. “Blasted bad weather. Four feet of snow… ridiculous! Spring can’t come fast enough.” Irritated, Talvi waved his hand imperiously. The man melted away and became a woman: tall, slender, wearing a red coat that fell to her knees and boots with dangerously high heels. She skidded on a patch of ice, and barely caught herself on a lamppost. “I hate winter!” she hissed, painted lips curling with blatant disgust. K.R. Foster Eternal Flakefall [3] Gritting his teeth, Talvi moved onto the next human, and the next, and the next. It never failed to amaze and horrify him how the humans on Earth differed from the living beings on the other worlds he watched over. As children, the Earth humans always seemed excited when it was his turn to rule Earth. They got to stay home from school, have snowball fights, make angels, and all those other silly things children did. They’d stay out in the snow as long as they could, press their cheeks against frost- decorated windows, and whisper about how much they wanted to see him again tomorrow. But when the children grew up, they forgot all of that. Their love for him turned to irritation and then anger. His gifts became a nuisance. Now they had to warm up their cars, scrape windows, shovel sidewalks, and so on. He was no longer welcome. Lips that had once praised him spewed nothing but spiteful words year after year. The wall to his right showed Startyllm. It was the planet he felt most fond of; he always ruled it. Some planets only had one season, one ruler, where others had many. The people on Startyllm never cursed his name. Their lips caressed it lovingly; they were properly thankful for the many blessings he gave them. The stark comparison made the humans of Earth fall into the spotlight for the first time. He’d allowed them to skirt the edge of disrespect for far too long. He would not allow it another year. Once this season ended, he would break the tie he had with Earth. K.R. Foster Eternal Flakefall [4] It was time for the humans to learn their place. To learn one of the most basic truths in the universe: there was no life without death or rest. What mortal could live always, with no respite, no sleep? He’d never seen one, not on any world he’d bonded with. Even the humans, themselves, required sleep each day. Yet they ignored that Earth was as alive as they were… and even worlds grew tired. “Let them find a way to cope,” he murmured, lips curling in a smirk, “without the aid of rest. Let the little humanshow did it go?ah, yes, reap what they have sown.” Honestly, Talvi would have been content to sever the connection immediately, but that would be impolite. His eldest sister, Swyla, did not expect to assume control for a month yet, and he would not force the task upon her because of the hated humans. She deserved a rest from them as well, despite their love for her. He spared a brief thought for his siblings, but knew they would have plenty of time to adjust their rules as they would once he announced his abandonment of Earth. Abandonment… it felt like the perfect word. “I shall abandon them, as they have abandoned me.” Grinning, he leaned back in his throne and stretched his arms and back victoriously. It might seem petty, but there were no rules against that. Few rules governed his life, and nothing forbade him from severing ties with an ungrateful world. He would have no regrets in one month’s time when…. K.R. Foster Eternal Flakefall [5] “You’re back.” Talvi’s head jerked up, sending ice-blue hair spilling about his face and kissing his cheekbones. “I’ve missed you.” Long, slender fingers clutched the armrests of his crystalline throne as he stared at the wall of ice that showed him Earth. “One month is never enough time. It’s not fair.” The low, smooth voice sent shivers down his spine and caused the flesh between his legs to twitch with interest something that rarely happened. With as long as he’d lived, not much captured Talvi’s attention anymore. “Waiting for classes to end was torture.” Soft pink lips pressed against a perfectly sculpted snowball that was held lovingly in two warm, bare hands. Talvi felt the ghost of a kiss against his cheek and heard his breath hitch. “All I wanted was to come out here and welcome you back.” Falling snowflakes landed and melted in hair so pale a blond it could only be described as platinum. Chill winds blew it about the young man’s face, caressing snow white skinas trite as it soundedflushed with pleasure. “After I graduate I’m going to attend college somewhere where it snows for months and months, instead of just one if I’m lucky.” Talvi didn’t remember moving, but his fingers stroked the ice wall, right over the slightly flushed cheek. The words [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |
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