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Handsome & the Hideous XII He hadn’t realised his memory of her was real, assuming it had been a nightmare delusion while on death’s door. Now she was dressed like a noble lady, her monstrous face hidden while her clothes highlighted what feminine figure she had left. She was stood stiffly, at attention, enormous handsContinue reading “21:53”

Handsome & the Hideous XI Handsome woke in the carefully preserved room to a bowl of soup floating beside the bed. Too glad to be alive, he overlooked the strangeness, accepting the food and requesting some bread. The food kept appearing through a nearby door, floating, but steady, as his requests were brought. He askedContinue reading “21:52”

Handsome & the Hideous X Jeremy watched, silent as always, while his mistress circled the castle grounds with increased frantic speed. The human man had been taken to the west wing, but neither had followed. She was switching between hopeful, scared whimpers and possessive, angry growls. ‘My land.’ She snarled, stopping and positioning herself againstContinue reading “21:51”

Handsome & the Hideous IX He’d stayed out of the queen’s way, at first, focusing all his mixed emotions on his work. But her nightly gazes towards the moon drew his attention and caused him to lurk. She was ugly, there was no denying it, and he’d already forgotten what her looks used to be.Continue reading “21:50”

Handsome & the Hideous VIII The curse hadn’t transformed the castle, like its long-suffering occupants, but through them it changed all the same. Its walls had once absorbed laughter and light, hummed with constant activity, whether the busy, efficient steps of the servants or the unhurried movements of the gentry. For all except the queenContinue reading “21:49”

Handsome & the Hideous VII The castle, before the curse was a sight to behold, a place of envy and wonder, gentry and dreams always grand and gleaming, spotless and clean with the finest bedding and cover, down to every last seam. It started life as a present for a beloved daughter to secure herContinue reading “21:48”

Handsome & the Hideous IV There was no path, all was overgrown, wild, unforgiving. Bushes and branches fought against him, ripping his clothes, skin, hope. His blood soaked into the ground. He could sense creatures watching, sniffing at the tempting liquid and feeding their appetite. He heard the snap of jaws, the wisp of airContinue reading “21:47”

These posts are the first draft of my dissertation piece. I have a more polished and shortened version, which I’ll probably post in the future. Handsome & the Hideous I In the land of dead whispers she lived forgotten through magic and fear, a horrendous creature too sad to gaze on with an invisible householdContinue reading “21:46”