Damn You I Loved You

Story by BlackSmoke on SoFurry

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#4 of Humblewood Fiction & Poems

1st: Sunflower's death poem for his former leader, his rival, and the man he loved but could never admit it.

2nd: Sunflower longing for his dead rival and lover.


Cyrus Krauley:

Your cruel heart's sooty,

Cracking, popping, embers lit

Clean fire in my heart.

Heavy on my mind

Your deeds and your words reside,

Heavy on my life

Your shadow hangs like thick smoke,

You have gone away

And I still wish you were kind,

But you burned in fire

And I still stand in moonlight,

Regretting not kissing you.


The taste Of a sweet summer grape On his lips for years I chased Even now rises the fur of my nape When his face is traced. I strayed And the closest I ever came Was when between us stabbed my blade For power, my ambition to blame. I'm too easily swayed. Wherever He is now, does he too reminisce Of the feeling of my fur? Or regret we never kissed? Chance gone forever.

Generous Prince Goldengrin

The lamp's wick was as low as it could be and still be alight. Kesta was trying to conserve oil. She couldn't afford it. She was effectively squatting in this hovel, but finding it had been a miracle, especially now that the weather was getting bad. It...

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You Huff Like a Vixen

"Sunflower, what's wrong with you? You look like hell." The vulpin saying this didn't look much better. He had a forked scar across the side of his muzzle, dark flesh showing through. Golden teeth glinted in the dim, dim light. Rain was falling all...

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The Fox and the Berries and the Mushrooms

Marmalade in jars, Preserves of summer's sweet fruit, Recalled on sour breads. It would be disingenuous to suggest that times were always hard for Sunflower. He kept all his fur and he kept his sword arm strong. He had not just unwavering...

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