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🌸🦄🌸 Furry Yaoi Fiction about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. 🌸🦄🌸

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Marsh Serenity Reflection
🌸{A Pink Necromancer Kishōtenketsu} 🦄🌸 with a 🌸{A Pink Necromancer Prosimetrum Story Poem} 🦄🌸

Wendy Christine Allen 🌸💖🦄 aka EelKat 🧿💛🔮👻

11 min read·Jul 20, 2024

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane - A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction Story 

Series Trigger Warnings:

 * Polyamorous married gay couple and their live-in lover

 * Intersex main character, who lives as a trans man

 * Furry Yaoi 

 * Characters often drink, swear, use drugs, and smoke hookahs.

 * Transman Mpreg

Not all things appear in all stories. 

Series Heat Level:

 * Short Stories: Sweet, Fluffy, Lime, or Limon

 * Novellas: Lime, Limon, Orange

 * Novels: Orange, Lemon

What is the series about?

It's three god-level planet destroying alien invader Space Elf, Space Faerie, Space Demon wizards, with big global domination plans, whom have invaded 40th century Earth, settled in a lighthouse in Maine, are hellbent on destroying all Humans and taking over the planet, but never getting anything done because they are too busy throwing temper tantrums, having hissy fits, and flinging food, sea slugs, insults, and sexual tension at each other to get around to destroying the planet.

It's slice-of-life survival horror in a post-apocalyptic necromantic dictatorship, told through dysfunctional domestic intimacy between soul-stealing villains who rule the world. Welcome to the spiralling madness of Quaraun’s eldritch, sensory-heavy, character-driven, neurotic, dysfunctional, intimate, sugar-dusted Fae-punk world. This is the hostile, dystopian, necromantic, and hyper-sensory domestic horror of Quaraun’s everyday life with BoomFuzzy (and sometimes GhoulSpawn), in a grim world ruled by undead Faerie warlords where society has collapsed and survival is brutal, intimate, and corrupt, and Humans are often on the menu of UnSeelie Court feasts.

Marsh Serenity Reflection

🌸{A Pink Necromancer Kishōtenketsu} 🦄🌸

Quaraun sat on a cold, rocky beach, the frigid ocean breeze tugging at his resplendent pink silk robes. His cane was firmly planted in the spongy wet sand at his side, and he leaned on it heavily, staring out at the icy waves crashing against the shore. The fractured moon hung low in the sky, casting an eerie, broken reflection on the water’s surface. The sun was setting, painting the horizon with a palette of grim oranges and purples, a stark contrast to the bleak world they inhabited.

Despite the harsh chill, Quaraun had come to this desolate spot to find a moment of solitude. The beach was strewn with skeletal remains of ancient trees, their twisted forms reaching out like the fingers of drowned giants. The scent of decaying seaweed mingled with the musty fragrance of the damp earth, creating a pungent aroma that Quaraun found oddly comforting.

He pulled out a small, worn notebook from his pink beaded heart shaped bag of holding, its pages filled with sketches and notes in his elegant handwriting. With a sigh, he took out a quill and dipped it into a vial of ink, the movement slow and deliberate. He had been working on a limerick, a rare moment of frivolity for the necromancer, but one that he cherished nonetheless.

The world around him seemed to fade as he focused on the task at hand. His silver hair, flowing like a river of moonlight, shimmered in the dying light of the sun. He began to write, the scratch of the quill on the parchment the only sound besides the relentless crash of the waves.

“There was an old Elf, all in pink,

Whose thoughts on the beach did sink.

He pondered the moon,

In the light of the noon,

And sipped on his absinthe drink.”

Quaraun read over the lines, a small, satisfied smile curling his lips. He seldom indulged in such light-hearted pursuits, but there was something liberating about crafting a simple verse amidst the doom and gloom of their dystopian existence. He closed the notebook, letting the tranquillity of the moment wash over him.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the sand, Quaraun felt a rare sense of peace. For a brief moment, the world seemed less hostile, the future less foreboding. He leaned back, allowing the cold sand to support him, and watched as the last vestiges of daylight disappeared, leaving him alone with his thoughts and the ever-present whisper of the ocean. The overcast sky and muted light create a serene and somewhat sombre atmosphere, adding to the overall sense of calm in the natural setting.

Quaraun looked up, gazing at the riverlet draining out of the marsh into the ocean. Three birds, glossy ibises, waded in shallow water. The birds, with their slender, curved beaks and dark plumage, shimmered a red, green, and blue glossy sheen in the setting sunlight. They foraged along the muddy banks of the water, which was bordered by lush, tall green grasses. Their curved beaks dipping into the mud in search of clams. Just above the sandy bank, the vibrant greenery of the shrubs and grass created a vivid contrast with the golden hue of the sunlight.

The forest in the background was dense with a mix of different tree species, including tall pines and deciduous trees. The pine trees have a rich green colour, while the deciduous trees display a spectrum of greens, yellows, and golds, enhanced by the sunlight. The light filtering through the trees created a delicate interplay of shadows and highlights, emphasizing the texture of the foliage.

The contrast between the smooth sandy bank, the rocky shore, and the calm, reflective water created a balanced and harmonious composition. The warm tones of the sunlight enhancing the natural colours of the landscape, making the scene appear almost magical in its serenity and beauty.

Quaraun closed his leather-bound notebook, tucking his quill into the loop on the cover. The air was thick with the scent of the marsh, a mingling of salt, seaweed, and the musty, earthy aroma of mud exposed by the retreating tide. He scanned the horizon, wondering where BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn had wandered off to.

BoomFuzzy’s hakama and tartan were draped over a weathered log, his kimono girded up as he waded into the mud, searching for fresh clams. His hands moved with practiced precision, despite his blindness, feeling the cool mud and detecting the tiny air holes the clams left behind. The trio of glossy ibis followed close behind him, their sleek bodies shimmering in the sunset. And their long curved beaks dipping into BoomFuzzy’s pail to steal clams, every time his back was turned.

In the tall marsh grass, GhoulSpawn was muttering to himself, fussing about the sticky mud and the overpowering smell of low tide. His large, bulky frame was an awkward sight amidst the delicate green stalks, his glasses fogging slightly from the humidity.

Quaraun rose gracefully, despite the soft, uneven ground, and made his way through the tall dune grass toward GhoulSpawn. The grass brushed against his pink silk robes, and he could hear the distant call of a loon, its eerie cry cutting through the evening stillness before it dove underwater, searching for fish.

“Glinta, why do you always complain about the mud?” Quaraun asked as he approached GhoulSpawn.

“It’s not the mud, it’s the smell,” GhoulSpawn replied, wrinkling his nose. “And the egrets. They’re everywhere, catching eels and making a racket.”

“What’s wrong with bird calls?”

“I can’t think. There’s too much noise.”

“Perhaps you should stop thinking.”

“I can’t stop thinking. My mind doesn’t work that way.”

Quaraun smiled softly, finding GhoulSpawn’s disdain amusing.

“You should appreciate the beauty of it all. Look at the small green crabs scuttling between the boulders, and the piping plovers running along the water’s edge, pulling sandworms from the sand.”

GhoulSpawn sighed.

“Look!” Quaraun went on. “Notice the way the evening light plays off the marsh pools, where alewives and chubs swam in lazy circles. The fresh, green scent of the tall grass was almost soothing, a reminder of simpler times.”

They sat on a large, flat weather worn slate rock, watching BoomFuzzy dig clams with an effortless grace.

“How is it that he knows exactly where to dig without seeing the air holes?” GhoulSpawn pondered aloud.

Quaraun shrugged.

“He’s always been good at things like that. I suppose his other senses make up for his blindness. Plus, he wasn’t always blind. He lost his sight as he got older. And he’s always been a chef. And he loves seafood. And he’s been daily digging fresh clams for his chowder, for three centuries now. You do something long enough it becomes second nature.”

GhoulSpawn nodded, lost in thought.

The tranquillity of the scene was a stark contrast to the chaotic world they often found themselves in. Here, in the clam flats of Silent Moore, there was a rare peace.

The glossy ibis continued their silent, stealthy thievery, and Quaraun couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Those birds are quite the opportunists.”

“They’re smart,” GhoulSpawn agreed. “They know BoomFuzzy won’t chase them off.”

A white egret flew overhead, landing gracefully in the shallows, its long neck darting down to catch an eel. The loon’s shriek echoed again, a haunting call that seemed to belong to another world.

Quaraun leaned back, closing his eyes for a moment, soaking in the calm. It was a rare gift, these quiet moments in the marsh, away from the turmoil and strife that often surrounded them. He felt the rough texture of the rock beneath him, the dampness of the air, and the gentle warmth of the sun breaking through the evening fog.

“Let’s sit here a while longer,” Quaraun said softly. “Let’s enjoy this.”

GhoulSpawn nodded, and together they watched as BoomFuzzy continued his work, the glossy ibis ever watchful, continuing the steal clams out of his bucket, and the marsh life bustling around them in a symphony of quiet, soothing sounds.


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The Pink Necromancer: The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane aka The Twighlight Manor Series

🌸🦄🌸 Furry Yaoi Fiction about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. 🌸🦄🌸

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Links To The Quaraun Stories Can Be Found Listed Here

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  • For those unaware, the Quaraun series started out as fanfiction of several things before going on to be it's own thing (most fanfiction things were removed by 1987, and all fanfiction elements removed completely by 2012; from 1996 to 2012 the series was published daily on FanFiction.net, from 2004 to 2010 on MySpace {back when MySpace was a blogging platform}, and from 2005 to 2013 Squidoo). 
  • Over the decades it has featured fanfiction from many things, including: It was a combination fanfiction of 
  1. The Rocky Horror Picture Show, 
  2. Faeries, 
  3. Rainbow Brite, 
  4. The Herself the Elf, 
  5. Rose-Petal Place, 
  6. Dragonriders of Pern,
  7. She-Ra: Princess of Power, 
  8. The Love Bug, 
  9. The Cat From Outer Space, 
  10. Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, 
  11. Jem and The Holograms, 
  12. ElfQuest, 
  13. Splash, 
  14. The Dark Crystal, 
  15. Labyrinth, 
  16. The Smurfs, 
  17. The Fall of the House of Usher, 
  18. Dr. Phibes Rises Again!, 
  19. House on Haunted Hill, 
  20. Beneath The Planet Of The Apes, 
  21. AD&D/Spelljammer, 
  22. Mad Max, 
  23. Inuyasha, 
  24. and Don't Starve.
  • Primary among them was the character Lythande by Marion Zimmer Bradley, whom Quaraun’s character is based upon.
  • Before there was Quaraun, there was Lythande by Marion Zimmer Bradly… the FIRST intersex, transgender homeless Gypsy mage, part of The Mists of Avalon series, which spans dozens of books throughout the 1970s & 1980s, all featuring an intersex, female to male mage main character .
  • Lythande started out as a series of short stories in magazines in the 1970s, and was later complied into a collection in the 1980s. After Bradley’s death, several unpublished Lythande stories were found and her granddaughter published “The Complete Lythande” which includes everything she wrote, including the previously unpublished stories, which remain unedited and unfinished.
  • After publishing the first Lythande story, Bradley issued a letter to her fans, that Lythande was without copyright and “open world” and invited fans to write more stories for the series. I was one of the fans who answered this.
  • When the Bradley lawsuits and court cases rocked the literary world a few years later, I unpublished everything featuring Lythande and the world, and changed all characters and world to OC ones, republishing them, in what is now The Quaraun series.
  • For those unfamiliar with Lythande it was the first mass market produced book to feature a transgender main character.
  • Lythande at the time of it’s publication was one of the most controversial, most hated, most boycotted, and most banned book of the era — due to it being the first TRADITIONALY PUBLISHED by one of the “Big Four” publishing houses, to feature a TRANSGENDER main character.
  • Lythande is a lesbian female, who lives in a part Medival, part ancient Persia, part modern space traveling CyberTech world dominated by woman hating men -who are mass murdering females at alarming levels in an attempt to rid the world of the evil that is women. Lesbian women are the primary target in this nightmarish dystopian world where the LGBTQAI+ community is being massacred in a dictator decreed genocide. In order to help her fellow lesbians gain their rights and freedoms, Lythande goes undercover as a man to infiltrate The Blue Star Warriors, a group of male mages who control the world’s magic. She becomes the most powerful mage of all time across all dimensions, but when the leader of The Blue Star Warriors discovers she is a woman, he curses her. The curse forces her to live the rest of her life as a man, including, she is no longer able to have sex as a woman, literally turning into a male with a penis whenever she tries to have sex with her female lover; additional she is cursed with immortally and lives for thousands of years, falling in love with hundreds of women, and never able to be with any of them as a woman… 
  • unfortunately… like Firefly, the series remains unfinished, because the author died before she finished writing it, so, we never find out how the series would have ended.
  • My Quaraun books, take that exact same premise and run with it on a full blow ‘What if?”
  • — I do highly recommend you read Lythande, if you want to gain a full ‘lore background” on the lore behind my Quaraun series :

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It’s a long wait until the Last Battle of Law and Chaos, when the forces of Good and Evil will clash for the final…amzn.to

  • I add the Lythande note to this story today, because this is an MPreg story which leans in heavy on the Lythande lore.

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Index of the Quaraun novels, novellas, & short story collections on Amazon

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Index of the Quaraun short stories on GumRoad

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An Index of the more than TWO THOUSAND Quaraun Short Stories on Medium

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