Brother Green
A little redheaded boy is dancing in the fields.
It's a whirlwind of grass all around him as he frolics; the colors all blending in a seamless reel. Fun is abounding in his great green field and it all just wells up into his eyes, which are green, too, and so akin the wriggling carpet.
He guesses that almost makes them brothers; but he can't squelch a brother between his toes, so it's okay and better.
There are posy-flowers that never stop growing on his brother's long arms. It bothers him that the pinky blooms can't see they're hurting him, but if he works real hard, maybe he'll get them all.
Someday.
The pastel sun glitters gently on his work. His frizzy-haired mother is watching from afar.
She'll make things from what he picks. He doesn't really want to keep the ugly blemishes that cause his brother pain, so he gives them to his mum. She can make them pretty with her hands.
And now he's to that last posy.
His mother is watching and clapping her dainty little palms and he sinks to his knees and pulls it out and someone touches him.
He looks and he cries but he's prone in dirt, pinned under cold, dead weight.
His mum isn't there.
Fingers spread his naked legs.
His brother can't save him.
A terrible pain grinds into the tender flesh of his backside.
He knows that they're trying; it's just that they're dead.
He is fed a vile thrust of cock. Moon-blue hair falls into his eyes…
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Axel awoke with a cry. Messy sheets gnashed their heavy, violet teeth about his lower half; a salty pillow was attached to his face.
Remembering really wasn't worth it.
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