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🌸🦄🌸 The following story is part of a long running Furry Yaoi MPreg Fiction series 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. 🌸🦄🌸

It features a transman main character who is an often pregnant megalomaniac supervillain necromancer, married to an unhinged Faerie King.

This series was started September 23, 1978, and now spans 138 novels, 423 novellas, 500+ poems, and 3,000+ short stories. it celebrates it’s 50th, yes FIFTYITH! anniversary since the publication of it’s very first story (Friends Are Forever) on September 23, 2028!

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane — A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction

USEDblue-monkey-riverboat-cliffside-temple-portcon2024The Blue Monkey, Quaraun’s haunted RiverBoat. Zombie hordes shambling along the shore. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.

NOTE: As this story features BOTH The Blue Monkey AND GhoulSpawn, it is a very late story, in terms of the series timeline, as GhoulSpawn died shortly after Quaraun acquired The Blue Monkey, and MOST Blue Monkey stories are set after GhoulSpawn’s death.

ZooLock-1OIG4.jpgZooLock, leader of The Cult of The Sacred Pink JellyFish. Art by Wendy Christine Allen. This is the character I was CosPlaying at PortCon this year, by the way.
PastelGoth-Quaraun-doubleThe Pink Necromancer (Quaraun the Insane) being fabulous in his resplendent pink silks.
USEDQuaraun-BoomFuzzy-Unicorn-veryimportantclumpofgrassDesigner-2024-03-28T142845153Quaraun with BoomFuzzy the Unicorn

The Cliff-Side Temple
A Pink Necromancer Fiction Short
LGBTQAI+ FICTION | The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane | TransMan Main Character

My version of The Horror Fantasy Cliff-side Mansion Full of Cthulhu Priests aka Here is My Result From The PortCon 2024 Worldbuilding Story Challenge

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

Domestic Lives of Dangerous Faeries - LGBTQAI+ Queer MPreg Cozy Fantasy Fiction w a F2M Elf Wizard, a Gay Faerie Chef, & a BiSexual Demon Time Traveller, Free To Read Online

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 megalomaniac super villain bumbling wizards, and their ship's crew (The UnSeelie Court) with big global domination plans, whom have invaded 40th century Earth, settled in a lighthouse in Maine, started a zombie apocalypse, are hellbent on destroying all Humans and taking over the planet, but are 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 ever 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.

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Seen in image: 

- IMAGE 1: The Pink Necromancer, Thullid Infested Moon Elf silk weaver, travelling merchant, & Royal Court Mage of The UnSeelie Court: Quaraun Swanzen on Noodle Beach. With his unhinged temper, his 12 foot long prehensile, venomous jellyfish tentacle hair, his deadly laser wand, and his inability to stay sober long enough to cast a spell properly, he is the most feared being in the known universe. Quaraun is literally a Space JellyFish (A Thullid) whom has taken control of the corpse of a dead Elf.

In the year 2525, a comet struck the Moon. Now, in 40th century Maine, Earth is frozen, the Moon is fractured, and UnDead Lobsters are a serious problem. And then there's Quaraun: The Pink Necromancer. Most feared super villain on Earth. Possibly the galaxy. Maybe ever. But all he wants is tea, silk embroidery, and a calm evening in his lighthouse.

- IMAGE 2: Master Chef Phooka turned Lich King of The UnSeelie Court: King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. He is king of the entire fucking planet. Defy him and he'll serve you as the main course of the next UnSeelie Court feast. The world's only known Unicorn, in his true form he is a tiny lilac coloured Shetland Pony with a gleaming silver horn. In his Lich form he is a blue crystal skeleton of a Friesian stallion. 

BoomFuzzy, the Unicorn Lich King of the UnSeelie Court, is Quaraun's dead husband. Technically dead. Officially terrifying. Unofficially the best baker left in the apocalypse.

- IMAGE 3: The Satyr-like, mad scientist Sheep Demon: Gremorse Liore aka GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. He is Quaraun's apprentice, and fast becoming the most powerful wizard in the universe.

GhoulSpawn, their brilliant, baffled companion, fell through time from 1978 and never found the way home. Now he juggles tech repairs, running from zombies, and being madly in love with the two most dangerous men of the apocalypse.

 - Art by Wendy Christine Allen. 

- Not seen here: Toobe: a deceptively innocent looking tiny flying silver metal orb that hoovers around GhoulSpawn, giving science reports and scanning for dangers, Toobe is a sadistically insane sentient AI from thirteen thousand years in the future, who is the real brains behind the plot of global domination.

PortCon 2024 was my 10th year attending, though life issues and health issues, caused me to only be able to attend 2 days this year, and only one panel each day. Unfortunately, my muscle and nerve deterioration has reached a point where I can now only stand up for very short amounts of time, and am only able to get out of bed for 2 or 3 hours MAX per day.

This means walking the vast halls of the Hilton Hotel, or trying to walk through the Maine Mall, have become nearly impossible. Each of the past 3 years, I’ve spent fewer and fewer hours at PortCon.

While I used to attend over a dozen conventions, festivals, and car shows every summer, PortCon is now the last remaining convention I still attend, and I’m not sure how much longer I am going to be able to do that.

  • (For those who are not long time readers: In June 2016 I was diagnosed with what the doctor said was: “probably ALS, but there is no test for ALS, it could be MS, but there is no test for that either”. ALS is Amyotrophic Lateral Sclerosis also known as Lou Gehrig’s disease. While MS is Multiple Sclerosis, which is basically the same as ALS but has a longer/slower progression.
  • The only real difference between the 2, is ALS usually you die within 2 to 10 years, while MS you can linger on for decades. Though there are cases of ALS lingering for 50+ years as it did with Steven Hawking. In either case, be it MS or ALS — it means my muscles, ligaments, and nerves are deteriorating and overall I am losing use of my legs and arms..and the issue that is majorly impacting my going to PortCon, is it is also impacting my lungs.
  • The act of standing up from a sitting down position, causes my lungs to seize and my heart rate to soar to 212 while my blood pressure rate drops to 60 — meaning the act of physically standing up, is so stressful on my lungs that I pass out-
  • — which is why the last 2 years I was unable to attend PortCon alone, and why this year when no one could go with me, I was unable to stay for more than 2 hours each day.
  • Additionally, I never regained use of my left hand after the stroke in 2010;
  • while the ALS/MS is causing me to lose grip strength in both my hands and wrists, meaning I am now struggling to hold the cane, a thing I can not walk without since the 2013 golf club attack at SMCC
  • The diagnosis is combined with an additional diagnosis of Psoriasis in 2019,
  • and Chronic tendinitis -a type of “muscle arthritis” not to be confused with tendinitis, which is a sports injury- a diagnosis from 2010,
  • and Rheumatoid Arthritis which I was diagnosed with at age 4. All of that is on top of the November 14, 2013 severed spine injury by the still unidentified Claire woman, who broke my spine at Southern Maine Community College, with a golf club, same day she murdered my 8month old baby, that injury left my paralized for 5 months, and 18 months relearning to use my arms and legs, and I’m now 11 years into relearning to use my legs just from that injury.
  • Everything we are allowed to publicly release about the FBI murder investigation into my son’s murder, can be found via this link — — If you have any information about my son’s murder, please give it to FBI agent Andy Drewer at 207–774–9322 or at his office 1 Middle Street, 4th floor, Portland, Maine

I don’t know if I’ll be able to even attempt to attend next year or not. Its very distressing. I love PortCon so much, but there is a very high probability 2024 is my last time of being able to attend.

PortCon’s website for those unfamiliar with the event:

PortConMaine - Maine's Geek Culture Celebration
How do you do something as big as a circus when you're only one person? In The Silver Circus, Andrew explores the…portconmaine.com

However, as my long time readers know, since 2015, every year, I attend the writing workshops held by author B.H.Pierce, who is one of my favourite authors.

Each year he does an audience participation writing challenge. It’s slightly different each year, but the basic premise is this:

To teach new writers how to build an interesting world for their story, he asks the audience to come up with various worldbuilding elements, elements that seemingly do not go together, and challenges writers in the workshop to take those elements and write a story with them, see what they come up with.

I use this challenge every year, to write a story for my Quaraun series. And it has included such stories as “The Cities of The Slushies”, “The Curse of the Corn Mage”, and “The Mysterious Floating Turtle Island”.

This year we have a Call of Cthulhu inspired Cliffside Manor.

Well… seeing how I was CosPlaying a Call of Cthulhu Cultist this year, and my Quaraun series is outright blatant Call of Cthulhu fanfiction, you know we going to use ZooLock’s cult for this one! LOL!

Here is the challenge (the elements to include are listed in the image):


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I ran a new panel at #Portcon today, Setting and Story! It’s all about how to tie a story and its setting together with the theme and plot. Like usual in my worldbuilding panels, I had the audience build something with me as we went along. As usual, it was hilarious.

PortCon2024WorldBuildingwritingpromptThe challenge is to include all these things in your story. I did not include them all, as it's intended for a novel plot, so has a lot of stuff, and I have written Flash Fiction, so am working with limited space and do not have enough room in to story to include everything.

Hmmm, you know what” Cliffside” was the random word for Day 8 of July’s One Word Writing Challenge; should I count this as qualifying for that or not?

One Word Writing Prompt Challenge
A Month of Writing Prompts (Created for July 2024)medium.com

You know what… I’ll count it for now, but I’ll probably do a 2nd “Cliffside” story when I get to Day 8 of that other challenge. Who knows? Maybe it’ll be a part 2 of this cliff-side story?

  • Today, I have written a Kishōtenketsu. Which basically means a simple Slice of Life story, that follows a 4 act structure and avoids the use of conflict, in favour of being a “feel good” story, similar to the “Cozy” genre.

If you are wondering what the Kishōtenketsu Structure is, and, like me, you found the previous linked Wikipedia page rather lacking in detail, here instead is a Medium page which does an excellent job at explaining the Kishōtenketsu story structure and how it is written:

Japanese Writing Style and the Prevalence of Young protagonists in Anime
Japanese writing style is completely different from the west. Even when considering academia; the west is argument…medium.com

Check out the graphs they made, and then, as you read the story, notice that they flow in that manner. That is the Kishōtenketsu Story Structure.

I find the 4 act/slice of life/character driven/slow paced/cozy meandering/Kishōtenketsu Story Structure to be much more satisfying both to write and to read, then the Western 3 act plot/conflict/fast paced/tension filled/inciting incident driven “Hero’s Journey” story structure which is used by most American/European stories.

I quite enjoyed writing about the cliff-side mansion today, but, did not focus much on the mansion or the cliff-side, perhaps I can do that for Day 8 of the one word challenge? I do think I would like to go back to this story I just wrote here, and explore the mansion in more detail.

Here is my result:



The Discovery of ZooLock’s Cliffside Mansion Temple

The Cliff-Side Temple

--My version of The Horror Fantasy Cliff-side Mansion Full of Cthulhu Priests aka Here is My Result From The PortCon 2024 Worldbuilding Story Challenge

The setting sun bathed The Blue Monkey in a warm, golden light.

Quaraun, GhoulSpawn, and BoomFuzzy were sprawled out on the upper deck, enjoying a rare moment of tranquillity. The riverboat drifted lazily down the river, the gentle sound of water lapping against its sides creating a soothing melody.

Quaraun sighed contentedly, leaning against BoomFuzzy.

“It’s so peaceful,” he murmured.

BoomFuzzy nodded, his dreadlocks swaying slightly in the breeze.

“Aye, it is. We don’t get many moments like this.”

GhoulSpawn, polishing his cloven hooves, glanced up.

“Enjoy it while it lasts.”

As the boat rounded a bend, a sudden interruption shattered the peaceful scene.

A tall cliff-side loomed ahead, with a stone mansion clinging precariously to its edge. The mansion was ancient and imposing, its weathered stone walls covered in creeping vines. On its many balconies stood figures in bright yellow robes, heavily embroidered with glistening pearls.

Quaraun’s eyes widened in horror.

“The Cult of The Sacred Pink JellyFish,” he whispered, his voice trembling. “It’s one of ZooLock’s temples. I had no idea they had one in this area.”

BoomFuzzy stiffened, his usual jovial demeanour replaced by a rare look of concern.

“ZooLock’s temples? Here?”

Quaraun nodded, his grip tightening on BoomFuzzy’s arm.

“We need to be careful.”

The puce-coloured squid-headed tentacle priests, with their grotesque faces and flowing robes, chanted in the squishy Thullid language. Their voices echoed across the water, a haunting melody that sent shivers down Quaraun’s spine.

The large blue riverboat continued to drift closer, drawn by the current, and the priests’ eyes fixed on the trio with an eerie intensity.

“We can’t let them see us,” GhoulSpawn muttered, glancing around for a place to hide.

BoomFuzzy shook his head.

“It’s too late for that. They’ve already seen us.”

Quaraun’s mind raced.

“We need to act like we’re just passing by, like we have nothing to do with them.”

“Quaraun, yis the only eye blinding pink thing on the blooming planet. They already know who ya is.”

“You think ZooLock is here?”

“Yis the Mother Brain, why ya asking me?”

“I don’t sense him. Justs his cultists. But I should have sensed them sooner. They must have some kind of barrier blocking my ability to hear their thoughts.”

“Can they do that?” GhoulSpawn asked.

“They’re doing it.”

“What do they want?”

BoomFuzzy answered before Quaraun had a chance to respond. “Hims The Sacred Pink JellyFish. They think our Elf is The Elder God.”

“Are you?” GhoulSpawn asked Quaraun.

“I took the form of an Elf to get away from them. When I was a JellyFish they kept me imprisoned in a goldfish bowl for centuries. ZooLock was my prison guard. He convinced himself I was a deity, started building these temples, and gathering up followers. Then one day they turned on him. He took me and fled. They said I was a false god, but I never claimed to be a god at all. That was all ZooLock. He found this Elf, dying on the shores of Ivujivik, implanted me in it’s brain. Now I’m stuck in this Elf’s body, instead of stuck in a goldfish bowl! I hate ZooLock! He destroyed my life! I used to be a JellyFish living free in the ocean. Now I’m trapped in a body that will drown if I take it out into the ocean. He did this to me! All because he’s obsessed with some crazy idea of ancient Elder Gods, which he thinks I am! His cultists follow me everywhere! I can’t settle down, I have to constantly be on the move, because no matter where I go they always find me!”

The boat moved past the mansion, the priests’ chanting growing louder. Quaraun and BoomFuzzy exchanged worried glances, while GhoulSpawn tried to appear nonchalant.

As The Blue Monkey drifted past the temple, the priests continued their ominous chanting, their eyes never leaving the boat. Quaraun felt a cold sweat break out on his forehead. He knew that if the priests recognized him, they could be in serious trouble.

BoomFuzzy placed a comforting hand on Quaraun’s shoulder.

“We’ll be alright,” he said softly. “Just keep calm. If ZooLock is not here, I doubt they’ll take any action. From what I’ve seen of his followers they only move if he tells them too.”

Quaraun nodded, though his heart pounded in his chest. The boat finally rounded another bend, the temple disappearing from view. The chanting faded, replaced once again by the gentle sounds of the river.

Quaraun let out a breath he hadn’t realized he was holding.

“That was too close.”

GhoulSpawn nodded, his expression grim.

“We need to be more careful. Who knows how many more of those temples are out there?”

BoomFuzzy hugged Quaraun tightly.

“We’ll face them together, like we always do.”

Quaraun smiled weakly.

“Yes, together.”

The Blue Monkey had drifted out of sight of the cliff-side mansion, but Quaraun’s curiosity was far from satisfied. The sight of the Cult of the Sacred Pink JellyFish’s temple had unsettled him deeply, and he was determined to learn more.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the river, Quaraun made his decision.

“We’re going to anchor the ship and head to shore,” Quaraun announced, his eyes gleaming with determination.

BoomFuzzy raised an eyebrow.

“What are you planning now, luv?”

“I need to know what they’re doing up there. We’ll sneak back through the woods and get a closer look at the mansion.”

GhoulSpawn sighed, already expecting the trouble this plan would bring. “Fine, but let’s be careful.”

They anchored The Blue Monkey in a secluded spot, keeping it hidden from the view of the mansion. Then disembarked, slipping into the dense forest under the cover of darkness. The woods were eerily quiet, the only sound being the rustle of leaves underfoot and the occasional hoot of an owl.

Quaraun led the way, his mind racing with questions about ZooLock and the temple. BoomFuzzy followed closely, listening intently for any signs of danger. GhoulSpawn brought up the rear, his senses on high alert, nervous and jumpy about everything.

After an hour of trekking, they reached the base of the cliff.

Quaraun looked up, gauging the steepness of the ascent.

“It’s steeper than I thought,” he muttered.

BoomFuzzy nodded.

“We’ll need to be careful. One wrong step, and we could fall. Break ya wee pretty arse.”

Despite the challenge, they began their ascent. The climb was arduous, the cliff face rugged and treacherous. About halfway up, it became clear that reaching the mansion by nightfall was impossible. The cliff was far more formidable than Quaraun had estimated.

“We’re not going to make it tonight,” GhoulSpawn said, panting heavily. “We should set up camp and try again in the morning.”

“Fine. Let’s find a spot to camp,” Quaraun reluctantly agreed.

They found a small, level area where they could rest for the night. BoomFuzzy gathered wood for a fire while GhoulSpawn set up their makeshift lean-to. Quaraun, still restless, scanned the cliff-side for any signs of movement from the mansion.

As the fire crackled and cast a warm glow over their camp, Quaraun sat lost in thought. BoomFuzzy handed him a cup of tea, trying to soothe his anxious mind.

“We’ll figure it out in the morning,” he said softly.

Quaraun nodded, sipping the tea.

“I just have a bad feeling about this place.”

GhoulSpawn sat down beside them, his eyes fixed on the distant glow of the mansion.

“Whatever they’re doing up there, we’ll find out soon enough.”

The night passed slowly, each of them taking turns to keep watch. Distant, unidentifiable sounds occasionally broke the eerie silence of the forest. Quaraun’s mind raced with thoughts of the cult and what they might be hiding.

As dawn approached, the trio prepared to continue their climb. Quaraun looked up at the cliff, determination burning in his eyes.

“Let’s see what secrets this place holds.”

The first rays of dawn pierced through the dense foliage as Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn resumed their climb up the cliff. The previous night’s campfire embers had long since died out, leaving behind a faint trail of smoke that curled lazily into the morning air.

Determined to uncover the secrets of the mansion, they pressed on, every step bringing them closer to their goal.

“We’re almost there,” Quaraun said, his voice filled with resolve.

BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn exchanged wary glances but continued to follow Quaraun’s lead.

After another hour of climbing, they finally reached the top of the cliff. The mansion loomed before them, an imposing structure of stone and shadow.

The Thullid priests, still adorned in their bright yellow robes, dripping in long strings of pearls, moved about the balconies, their chants echoing in the crisp morning air.

Quaraun approached cautiously, searching for a way inside. To their dismay, they found the mansion was surrounded by tall, impenetrable walls.

No gates or doors were visible, and the walls themselves were smooth and devoid of any handholds.

“It’s like a fortress,” BoomFuzzy remarked, frowning at the formidable barrier.

GhoulSpawn sighed.

“There’s no way in. We’d need ropes or ladders, and even then, it’d be a risky climb.”

Despite their best efforts, the trio found no means of entry. Quaraun circled the perimeter several times, growing increasingly frustrated with each pass. The walls seemed to mock their every attempt, standing tall and unyielding against their determination.

“This is pointless,” GhoulSpawn finally said, placing a hand on Quaraun’s shoulder. “We’re not getting in this way. We should head back to the Blue Monkey.”

Quaraun’s shoulders sagged, but he knew GhoulSpawn was right. With a heavy heart, he nodded.

“Let’s go.”

The descent back to the river was sombre. The unanswered questions about the temple weighed heavily on their minds, and a sense of defeat had replaced the morning’s enthusiasm.

When they finally reached the Blue Monkey, the boat felt like a sanctuary. The familiar creak of the deck and the gentle sway of the river provided a welcome relief from the tension of their failed mission.

Quaraun sat down heavily on a bench, staring out at the water.

Quaraun’s keen eyes noticed something amiss.

“Unicorn,” he called softly, his voice tense. “Look.”

BoomFuzzy followed Quaraun’s gaze, his expression darkening as he saw the shambling undead figures moving slowly on the deck of their boat. Zombies had boarded while they were out, drawn by the scent of life.

“Damn it,” BoomFuzzy cursed under his breath. “We got too comfortable.”

GhoulSpawn dropped his sack of goods, his golden eyes wide with alarm.

“What do we do? They’re already on the boat!”

Quaraun set his bundle down carefully, gripping his cane with determination.

“We handle it. Quickly and quietly. We can’t let them overrun our home.”

BoomFuzzy nodded, his spectral form shifting slightly as he prepared for the confrontation.

“Aye, let’s move. Ghouly, stay behind us and be ready to help.”

The three of them advanced cautiously, their movements measured and deliberate. Quaraun took the lead, his cane raised, ready to defend their sanctuary. The zombies, sluggish and decayed, turned their rotting heads towards the intruders.

Quaraun moved swiftly, his cane smashing into the nearest zombie’s head with a sickening crunch. The creature collapsed, a pile of lifeless flesh. BoomFuzzy followed, his spectral strength giving him an edge as he grappled with another zombie, tossing it overboard into the cold, churning river.

GhoulSpawn, though not as skilled in combat, found a length of pipe and swung it at a zombie that lurched towards him. The impact sent the creature reeling, and he quickly followed up with another strike, his fear giving way to determination.

One by one, they cleared the deck of the shambling undead. The boat rocked slightly with the commotion, but it held steady, a testament to its sturdy construction. When the last zombie had been dispatched, they paused, panting.

Quaraun wiped a hand across his brow, his blue eyes scanning the deck for any remaining threats.

“Is that all of them?”

BoomFuzzy nodded, his expression grim but relieved.

“Aye, looks like it. We need to be more careful. Can’t let our guard down like that again.”

GhoulSpawn leaned against the railing, his heart pounding.

“That was close. Too close.”

Quaraun reached out, placing a comforting hand on GhoulSpawn’s shoulder.

“We’re safe now. Let’s get this place cleaned up and secure. We can’t afford to take risks like this.”

BoomFuzzy nodded, his gaze softening as he looked at his companions. “Agreed. We’ll keep watch tonight. And from now on, we stay vigilant, no matter how good things seem.”

They spent the next hour cleaning the deck, disposing of the remains of the zombies and ensuring the boat was secure.

The riverboat rocked gently under the evening sky, the fractured moon casting an eerie glow over the water. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn had spent the day fortifying their floating home and ensuring the security of their supplies.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows across the deck, the trio settled into a semblance of calm.

Quaraun, however, had one more task to attend to. Quietly, he gathered the remains of the zombies they had dispatched earlier, placing the decayed limbs, torsos, and skulls into a large sack. BoomFuzzy, aware of the necessity, helped him carry the grim burden to the shore, where Quaraun began drawing a sacred circle of salt on the sandy beach.

GhoulSpawn, curious and confused, followed them. He had always imagined zombies as they were depicted in old 20th-century Earth movies — shambling corpses animated by a virus, easily dispatched with a blow to the head. But what he was witnessing now seemed far more ritualistic and final.

“Quaraun,” GhoulSpawn called softly, watching the pink-clad necromancer arrange the remains within the circle of salt. “Why are you doing this? I thought… I thought we destroyed them already. You know, headshots and all that.”

Quaraun looked up, his blue eyes serious and slightly weary.

“It’s not that simple, Glinta. In this world, nothing stays dead for long. The virus or magic that animates them isn’t so easily defeated.”

BoomFuzzy nodded, his spectral form shimmering slightly in the moonlight.

“Aye, Ghouly. The dead here are persistent. You chop off their heads, smash their skulls, but the parts… they’ll reanimate. Hands, feet, even bones.”

GhoulSpawn’s brow furrowed in confusion.

“But… in the old movies, you just had to destroy the brain, and that was it. How can the parts come back on their own?”

Quaraun sighed, kneeling beside the circle.

“I don’t know what zombies are like on your planet, Glinta. The rules are different here. The dead are infused with a restless energy, one that doesn’t simply dissipate when you break their bodies. To truly ensure they don’t come back, you have to reduce everything to ash.”

With practiced precision, Quaraun began to chant, invoking ancient incantations. He carefully lit a fire, the flames catching quickly on the dry, decayed flesh. The smell was acrid and foul, but he continued his work undeterred. The salt circle glowed faintly, containing the fire’s power and amplifying it, ensuring that the remains were consumed completely.

GhoulSpawn watched in awe and horror as the flames danced, reducing the zombie parts to smoldering ash.

“So, you have to do this every time? Make sure there’s nothing left?”

Quaraun nodded, his expression grave.

“Yes. It’s the only way to make sure they don’t return. Even a single bone, if left intact, could reanimate and pose a threat. And we have to keep BoomFuzzy away from fire. So that he isn’t destroyed and turned to ash. He’s undead himself, remember?”

BoomFuzzy placed a comforting hand on GhoulSpawn’s shoulder.

“It’s a grim task, but necessary. We’ve learned the hard way that bein’ thorough is the only way to keep our home safe.”

GhoulSpawn shivered slightly, not from the cold but from the realization of the relentless nature of their enemies.

“I never knew it was this… intense. I guess I still have a lot to learn about your world.”

Quaraun finished the ritual, the last of the remains turning to fine, grey ash. He stood, brushing the sand from his hands.

“We all do, Glinta. This world is full of dangers and mysteries, and we’re always learning. But we have each other, and that makes us stronger.”

The fire died down, leaving a circle of ash and salt in its wake. The night was quiet, the river lapping gently at the shore. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn made their way back to the boat, their footsteps muffled by the sand.

As they boarded and settled in for the night, GhoulSpawn felt a newfound respect for Quaraun’s meticulousness and BoomFuzzy’s wisdom. The world they inhabited was unforgiving, but their bond and their knowledge were their greatest weapons.

The riverboat floated serenely in the centre of the wide river, anchored safely away from the dangers lurking on shore. The night was calm, the gentle sound of water lapping against the hull providing a soothing backdrop. Inside the boat, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn snuggled up together in their bed of warm fur pelts, ready to drift off to sleep.

GhoulSpawn, however, found his mind still racing with thoughts of the zombies that had boarded earlier. The encounter had unsettled him, and he couldn’t shake the image of Quaraun meticulously burning the remains. He shifted slightly, turning to face Quaraun in the dim light.

“Quaraun,” GhoulSpawn whispered, careful not to wake BoomFuzzy, who was nestled comfortably between them. “Is that why BoomFuzzy is still with us? Because of the zombies? They don’t stay dead? Is he one of them?”

Quaraun’s blue eyes flickered open, reflecting the faint light of the moon. He sighed softly, knowing this conversation was inevitable.

“In a way, yes. BoomFuzzy died three hundred years ago, yet here he is, a Lich, living alongside us as though he were still alive. He’s been killed several time since then. Wait a few days, he gets back up. The Witch Miriasma, she cut him in half. Three days later, it was like it never happened. He didn’t even remember it happening.”

GhoulSpawn frowned, his golden eyes searching Quaraun’s face for answers.

“But why? How? I’ve been trying to understand, but it doesn’t make sense to me.”

Quaraun shifted, his expression becoming guarded.

“BoomFuzzy was the first of the undead to rise. We don’t know for certain why the dead come back, only that it’s somehow connected to the blue crystals that grow where the comet debris landed on the planet.”

BoomFuzzy stirred slightly, his spectral form shimmering in the low light, but he remained asleep. GhoulSpawn looked from him to Quaraun, confusion evident on his face.

“Blue crystals? And the comet… it hit the moon, right?”

Quaraun nodded, his fingers absently tracing patterns on the fur pelt.

“Yes. The comet fractured the moon, and after that, magic started to appear. The undead, ghosts, zombies, vampires — none of those things existed before the comet hit.”

GhoulSpawn’s brow furrowed further.

“And you said we have to stay away from big cities, hospitals, and science labs. Why is that?”

Quaraun’s gaze shifted away, a shadow passing over his face.

“Because BoomFuzzy is ‘Patient Zero’. The first to rise. Scientists and doctors are desperate to understand the phenomenon, and they’d do anything to get their hands on him. It’s too dangerous.”

GhoulSpawn sensed there was more to the story, something Quaraun wasn’t saying. The way Quaraun’s eyes darkened, the slight tension in his voice — it all hinted at deeper knowledge, secrets kept buried. But GhoulSpawn knew better than to press further. The weight of the truth could be too much to bear.

“Magic didn’t exist before the comet,” GhoulSpawn repeated, trying to wrap his mind around the concept.

“So, it’s the crystals… and the comet…”

Quaraun nodded again, his gaze meeting GhoulSpawn’s.

“Yes. And that’s all we really know. The world changed after the comet, and we’ve been trying to survive ever since.”

The boat rocked gently, a soothing motion that lulled the tension from their bodies. Quaraun’s evasive answers left GhoulSpawn with more questions than answers, but he didn’t push. The secrets Quaraun carried were heavy, and tonight was not the time to unravel them.

Quaraun reached out, squeezing GhoulSpawn’s hand gently.

“We’re safe here, Glinta. As long as we stay vigilant, we’ll be okay.”

GhoulSpawn nodded, relaxing into the warmth of the pelts and the closeness of his companions.

“Alright. I trust you.”

BoomFuzzy murmured in his sleep, his arm draping over Quaraun. The three of them settled into the comfort of their shared bed, the gentle waves rocking the boat creating a peaceful lullaby.

As sleep began to claim them, Quaraun’s thoughts drifted back to the comet, the blue crystals, BoomFuzzy’s death and resurrection, ZooLock, the mansion on the cliff, The Cult of The Sacred Pink JellyFish, and the secrets he held close. The world had changed in ways he could never fully explain, and the weight of that knowledge bore heavily on him. But for now, he was content to hold his loved ones close, finding solace in their shared warmth.

In the morning, Quaraun sat on the deck, watching the sunrise.

BoomFuzzy joined him, his presence a comforting anchor.

“It bothers me,” Quaraun said. “ZooLock has a temple in this area. And I didn’t know it. I didn’t hear their thoughts. I always hear their thoughts.”

“We’ll figure it out, Quaraun. Just because we didn’t get in this time doesn’t mean we won’t find another way.”

GhoulSpawn, nodded in agreement.

“We’ll keep our eyes and ears open. Maybe we can find someone in a nearby village who knows more about the mansion.”

Quaraun sighed, the weight of uncertainty still pressing down on him.

“I just hate not knowing. Not with ZooLock. You know what he’s like. There’s something important up there, I can feel it.”

BoomFuzzy placed a reassuring hand on Quaraun’s shoulder.

“We’ll get our answers. But for now, let’s focus on what we can do.”

As the Blue Monkey gently rocked on the river, the trio settled back into their daily routines. Though their curiosity about the temple remained, they knew they had each other to rely on. And in a world full of uncertainties, that was a powerful thing.

The river continued its slow, steady flow, carrying the Blue Monkey and its passengers onward. The mysterious mansion and its secrets would have to wait for another day. For now, they would keep moving, ever vigilant, ever searching, and ever hopeful.


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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. đŸŒ¸đŸŚ„đŸŒ¸

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Meet The Characters

Meet The Characters:

The 3 main characters are the world’s three most powerful mages, each of whom were not born as royalty, but went power crazy and became the three reigning kings of the planet, because no one could stop them. The series is told from their perspective, and thus they are rarely shown as the super villains they truly are, because they do not see themselves as evil.

Here they are:The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun the Insane: Alien JellyFish who Takes a Moon Elf Form aka The Sacred Pink JellyFish: His 12 foot long hair is made of deadly, venomous Portuguese Man o War-like tentacles.My F2M trans main character, Quaraun, sleeping. Wearing his pink silk gown and with his twelve foot long hair, which is actually thousands of very thin jellyfish tentacles. Quaraun is a male Moon Elf who transforms into a female JellyFish when angry. Art by Wendy Christine Allen. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ â™‚️

Quaraun is creative, artistic, and melodramatic. He sees the beauty others do not notice. He thinks of creative ways to make art. He is a loom weaver, a glass blower, a poet, and a jewellery maker. When he looks at a plant he sees not only its beauty, but also ways to use it in weaving fabric or dying cloth.

Quaraun, is a small psionic pink jellyfish, who crawled up the nose of a dying Moon Elf, ate his brain, and took over his body. The name of the Elf is unknown. Quaraun is the name of the pink jellyfish, who lives nestled in the safety of the Elf’s hollowed out skull. She grew her tentacles out though his head, to make them look like hair. Quaraun’s glorious twelve foot long hair, is actually thousands of very thin jellyfish tentacles, each of which move on their own like thousands of tiny hands.

Being a psion, the jellyfish can see and hear the thoughts of everyone-living or dead. He can see and hear ghosts and spirits, and people often come to him asking for help with haunted houses or finding lost souls.

But also, Quaraun is persnickety, grouchy, he complains a lot, he’s vain, and has egos for his egos, he’s fussy about getting dirt on his clothes, he’s a germaphobe. He likes things to be perfect and neat. He has a short temper, hits people with his cane, slaps people across the face with his wand, and won’t think twice about punching someone.

He looks like a frail, sickly little waif, so people are often taken off guard by his spit fire temper, and brash in your face personality. Being elderly, Quaraun is in frail health and suffers from frequent fainting spells, and many joint pains.

Quaraun has gold plated prosthetic hands and walks with a cane due to having a lame leg.

Quaraun, who is also known as “The Elf With Crippled Hands”, wears a variety of elaborate prosthetic gloves over his crushed, crippled hands, some with fancy jewels and carvings. His hands were crushed when he was still a child. The stiff metal gloves encase his crippled hands, protecting them. He requires help from BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn to do things like brush his hair, or get dressed, due to his fake hands not being easily movable.

Quaraun uses his JellyFish tentacle hair like limbs, and usually appears to be hovering a few inches above the ground, due to “walking” on his “hair”. He weaves cloth, embroiders, eats, and does anything else requiring hands, with his tentacle hair, not with his hands.

Quaraun is very religious. He prays upon getting up in the morning. He prays before going to bed at night. Quaraun prays over each meal before eating and prays a thanksgiving after each meal before getting up from the table. On the three nights of each full moon, he builds cairns in honour of the Moon Goddess. He bathes at night in the moonlight to absorb the Moon’s power in his twelve-foot-long hair. Quaraun does not cut his hair to honour the Moon Goddess. He wears pink and silver silk robes in honour of the Moon Goddess. Every few hours throughout the day, he stops what he is doing to light pink and silver candles and burn incense in honour of the Moon Goddess.

A high priest of The Di’Jinn Order, he thinks nothing of killing anyone who disagrees with his religious beliefs.

The world’s most feared wizard and most deadly serial killer, he makes his way across the planet, mass murdering rapists and child abusers, and entire cities of people whose justice system allowed rapists and child abusers to walk free. Being a psion, he knows who is guilty and who is innocent, from reading their thoughts, and thus he prides himself in never killing anyone who is innocent and always killing only those whom are truly guilty.

He is highly superstitious, spooks easily, and believes in curses, and feels a dread need to protect himself from curses with offensive hoodoo magic like gri-gri and hotfooting.

Quaraun is an evil Necromancer. He worships the fractured moon, and children run in terror from him.

Though he is the main character, Quaraun is not a hero, and is considered the most evil and most insane, psychotically deranged, narcissistic super villain on the planet.

He practices dark rituals and sacrifices to the moon to ward off the undead lobsters. Quaraun’s favourite drink is absinthe. He also likes poppy tea and NotNog, a type of eggnog made without eggs. Quaraun refuses to eat eggs but will eat fish and dairy. His favourite colour is pink. Quaraun does not eat meat. Quaraun is very short, only five feet six inches tall. He is incredibly arrogant and bosses everyone around.

In later stories, when Quaraun has changed his name to SunTa, he is also mute, from an injury to his throat, which left his vocal cords damaged. After this point in the series he “speaks” using a form or “Morse Code”, via tapping his gold plated fingers on a metal tablet.

Quaraun can look at a river and see the joy of the sparkles the sunlight makes on the surface.

Quaraun can look at a shell and see it as a source of paint pigment.

Quaraun can look at a flower and think of ways to turn it into cloth making fibres.Quaraun as SunTa, King of the Sun, The Grand High Emperor of The Triple Planets. SunTa no longer has long Rapunzel hair, no longer wears pink, is now living in The Twighlight Manor, no longer believes in the Moon Goddess, sees himself as God, is horribly scarred, blind in his left eye, is mute, and is referred to by his followers as “Mother”. SunTa is a psion with Elder God powers. 3d printed figure designed by Wendy Christine Allen.Quaraun as SunTa, King of the Sun, The Grand High Emperor of The Triple Planets. Seen here with BoomFuzzy as BlackBird. As SunTa, Quaraun is thirteen thousand years old, and is now old enough to have grown wings. All Elves, Faeries, and Demons eventually have wings if they live long enough. Most grow wings after reaching around two thousand years old.. 3d printed figure designed by Wendy Christine Allen.Quaraun does not appear in every story, all stories on Medium featuring Quaraun can be found here:

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King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn: King of The UnSeelie Court, aka The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, Lich Lord of Fire Mountain: A Phooka aka A Kelpie-Like Brackish Water Unicorn who takes an Elf-like Faerie Form, but he’s a LichQuaraun’s primary husband, BoomFuzzy (young, and King of The UnSeelie Court). BoomFuzzy is a Phooka, whose true form is a purple unicorn, but he usually takes the form of a black Elf, though being a Phooka/borgat, he is able to take any form of anything or any one and can look like whatever he chooses to look like. Art by Wendy Christine Allen. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ â™‚️Quaraun’s primary husband, BoomFuzzy (old and with his food truck). An evil warlord in his youth, BoomFuzzy eventually commit suicide, resulting in his soul being trapped in The Swamp of Death. Quaraun became a Necromancer to resurrect BoomFuzzy as a Lich. In his Lich form, seen here, BoomFuzzy became a master chef and travels the decimated ruins of the apocalypse bringing food to the homeless and wasteland survivors. Art by Wendy Christine Allen. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ â™‚️BoomFuzzy, Lich Form. Often referred to as Antaraz in this form.

Yes, he is an ACTUAL Unicorn. I don’t know why that is such a common question for people to ask.BoomFuzzy, Skeletal Lich FormQuaraun and BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, in his true form, that of a purple pony with a silver horn. Yes, BoomFuzzy is a LITERAL UNICORN. His Humanoid form is a glimmer spell illusion. I don’t know why this question gets asked so often, but it is one of the most asked questions I get from people. “Is BoomFuzzy an actual fantasy creature/horse or his it the LGBTQ-type of ‘unicorn’?”… I’m sorry, but, I haven’t got one iota of a clue what in the heck “the LGBTQ-type of unicorn’ even means. In case you forgot, I have Kanner’s Syndrome (the type of Autism aka Low Functioning Autistic Savant, seen in the movies RainMan and What’s Eating Gilbert Grape) and so I use correct dictionary definitions of words. I do not know use metaphor, similes, euphemisms, riddles, puzzles, slang, or any other types of hidden meanings. If you want to be all cutsy-wootsy stupid patootsie and slap your clever little slang meanings sex crazed euphanisms onto words, you go right ahead, but don’t expect me to understand what the fuck you are talking about if you do. A Unicorn is a type of mythical creature. A Unicorn is a horse. And I think you got to be pretty damned fucking retarded, a hell of a lot way more retarded then I even am, to not know that the word Unicorn means “one horned horse”. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.Quaraun and BoomFuzzy. BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, is a one horned horse who takes an Elf form because he fell in love with Quaraun, who is an Elf. And in case you hadn’t noticed: I am a 5th generation Mormon, I am also asexual, find sex deplorable, and have never written a sex scene in my life. My series is written for children. My primary reader base are children 12 to 16 years old. So please take your head out of the gutter and stop trying to slap your own sex crazed perversions on to my character. Okay? 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen and printed by HeroForge.

King Gwallmaiic, also known as BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, is the Phooka Lich King with is the King of the Realm of Fae, leader of The UnSeelie Court. In his true form he is a small purple pony with a gleaming silver horn.

Before Quaraun rose to power as The Pink Necromancer, King Gwallmaiic was feared as the world’s most powerful and most evil mage. He is a Phooka, a type of Trickster Faerie who wields mind control magic, illusions, glimmer spells, and is regarded as the most deadly of the Faerie Chefs. While he makes succulent feasts for his friends, he also bakes toxic, deadly, poisonous feasts for his foes.

One should never take food from Faeries in general, but the Elf Eater especially. Unfortunately for his victims, who often find themselves cooked in his meals, the allure of his food is a temptation few have the will power to say no to.

BoomFuzzy is morbid, and sees the dark, gloomy, depressive side of things. He is bold and vulgar, swears often, makes constant jokes, pulls pranks, and is always making people laugh; but his jovial nature is a public front, a mask to try to hide how he truly feels. He is often sad, suffers from depression, and is in need of cheering up.

Being a Lich (a type of ghost) he is prone to think about death a lot and compare everything to the afterlife. He frequently speaks of lost souls and eternal darkness.

BoomFuzzy also has a fierce protective side. He deeply loves Quaraun with an extremely obsessive-possessive nature. He is prone to bouts of jealousy, and he won’t think twice about pummelling anyone who threatens Quaraun.

Though small and blind, BoomFuzzy is much, much, much stronger then he looks. A fierce warlord, and a dangerous Lich King, BoomFuzzy wields ice magic, frost magic, and can control the weather, causing blizzards and storms.

BoomFuzzy has a massive collection of crystal skulls. He believes crystal skulls house immense magic powers. He is power hungry and always on the lookout for gemstones, crystals, amulets, crystal skulls, and magic items.

But as a master chef, food takes centre stage for him. He sees the potential for new dishes to make and tries constantly. Everything reminds him of food. He spends hours testing out new ingredients and trying new recipes. He finds the most joy in life when he is working in his food truck.

BoomFuzzy is legally blind, but has some vision if something is close enough to him. He can make out blurred versions of things if they are about eight inches from his nose. He can see bright colours, can tell day/light from night/dark. Most of the world is a grey blur to him. He frequently requires help from either Quaraun or GhoulSpawn to get around in strange/unfamiliar places.

Due to his lack of vision, he tends to walk very close to Quaraun, relying on Quaraun’s guidance for where to walk in unfamiliar places.

At home in his Gingerbread House, his food truck, Quaraun’s pink silk tent, the lighthouse, or onboard their riverboat, BoomFuzzy generally moves around unaided, with ease, unless someone moves the furniture around without telling him.

After GhoulSpawn joined up with Quaraun and BoomFuzzy, BoomFuzzy is often seen wearing various steampunk/cyberpunk goggles, which vastly improve his vision. They are made by GhoulSpawn, who keeps making new ones in an attempt to improve BoomFuzzy’s sight.

BoomFuzzy’s real name is King Gwallmaiic. He is the King of the Realm of Fae, the King of The UnSeelie Court. He is a black man from Papua New Guinea who grew up in Scotland. His father was a Phooka but his mother was a Human.

He always wears a black silk hakama.

He wears a black and purple plaid tartan great kilt over his hakama, wearing it like a sari wrap and cape shoulder drape. The tartan symbolizes his royal nature, identifying him as a king.

Strangers immediately recognize him as a king because of his tartan. The tartan is a very important part of his heritage and is never used as a rag or apron. He has long grey dreadlocks plaited with purple silk cloutie ribbons. BoomFuzzy is very short, only five feet one inch tall. He is often mean to Humans and sees Humans as lesser beings.

After a comet struck the moon in 2525, causing the ice age to wipe out most all life on Earth, BoomFuzzy marched The UnSeelie Court across the planet, mass murdering every king, president, mayor, town manager and other government official on the entire planet, ultimately crowning himself King of the World, a title he held for 2,000 years.

BoomFuzzy can look at a river and hope to find gemstones in the riverbed.

BoomFuzzy can see a shell and start hunting for more nearby to steam for supper.

BoomFuzzy can look at a flower and feel sad because it will soon wither and die.BoomFuzzy does not appear in every story, all stories on Medium featuring BoomFuzzy can be found here:

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GhoulSpawn The Sheep Demon who was Isekai’d into this world: A Satyr-like Cotswold SheepGhoulSpawn, Quaraun’s secondary husband and BoomFuzzy’s lover. GhoulSpawn’s father was an Electric Eel Merman and his mother was a Sun Elf. He was born an actual baby lamb, and gets progressively more “human like” as he gets older. Art by Wendy Christine Allen. ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ â™‚️GhoulSpawn as The Gremlin, seen here with BoomFuzzy as BlackBird, and BoomFuzzy’s BubbleGum Bunnies and Squirrals. 3d printed figurine by Wendy Chstine Allen.

GhoulSpawn is a Sheep Demon, similar to a satyr.

GhoulSpawn has yellow eyes. GhoulSpawn wears glasses. GhoulSpawn wears a long yellow and orange tie-dyed caftan to hide his digitigrade legs and cloven hooves because Humans are scared of Demons. GhoulSpawn wears a long, floor-sweeping dark green velvet frock coat that is lined with dozens of pockets, each pocket being a bag of holding.

GhoulSpawn is very tall, six feet two inches. He resembles a satyr and has long golden fleece growing from his legs. He has three pairs of sheep ram horns growing from his head, making him look over seven feet tall. Humans are terrified of him because of what he looks like, but he is completely harmless, very gentle, and kind to everyone… and would have stayed that way had he not been beaten up, teased, and bullied by every Human he encountered.

GhoulSpawn is a no-nonsense, high IQ science nerd, brainiac, mega geek. He has a PhD in quantum physics and is the inventor of the time machine and time travel. GhoulSpawn struggles to understand art or literature, seeing them as foolish diversions. He is constantly thinking of mechanical gadgets to invent and build.

GhoulSpawn is always reading or thinking science thoughts. GhoulSpawn enjoys fixing things. GhoulSpawn likes working on cars, especially car engines. He turned his 1974 AMC Gremlin into a time machine.

GhoulSpawn is very shy, very quiet, very soft spoken, hugely anxiety prone, is easily frightened, has severe OCD, and when nervous turns to absentminded kleptomania putting things in his pockets, especially silverware and metal tools, without realizing he’s doing it.

GhoulSpawn is from 1978 and was isekiaed into Quaraun and BoomFuzzy’s 40th century era. GhoulSpawn becomes nostalgic when seeing things from his time period. BoomFuzzy considers things from the past to be silly.

*(ADDED NOTE: It was pointed out that people who do not read Furry Fiction, likely never heard the word isekia/isekiaed before. It is a Japanese word which means “accidentally teleported to an alternate dimension, arriving in place that the teleported character did not intend to go to and did not know existed”. It is a common theme/word/trope in the Fury Genre, the Yaoi Genre, and The Omegaverse Genre, but is uncommon elsewhere.)*

GhoulSpawn’s favourite drink is Moxie soda. He doesn’t drink alcohol. He is a vegetarian and an animal rights activist. His favourite colour is orange.

GhoulSpawn has the most frail mental state and is only few scares away of going psycho deranged megalomanic super villain on the entire planet — which, he does eventually do, when he later becomes the ArchDemon known as Checka.GhoulSpawn and Quaraun, height difference.

GhoulSpawn is a 6'2" Ursiug.

An Ursiug, for those who don’t know Celtic Mythology, is a Welsh Faerie, similar to a Satyr or Faun, except they are a Cotswold sheep instead of a goat or deer.

  • Centaur = half horse, half man
  • Satyr = half goat, half man
  • Faun= half deer, half man
  • Ursiug = half sheep, half man

Ursiugs are stated to be very shy, hide from Humans, wear long green coats to hide their lower sheep half, let their hair grow long and wild to hide their horns, and even go so far as to saw their horns off in an attempt to fit in with Human society.

Ursiugs are a type of UnSeelie Court (meaning solitary) Faerie who does not live in a community of Faeries (Seelie Court).

Hmmm…As I see it used incorrectly often… here is the CORRECT definition:

  • Seelie = trooping, lives in a group or community, in family units, within a village
  • UnSeelie = solitary, lives by themselves hermit-like in the forest

I don’t know why, but for some reason, a lot of writers do not research the actual folklore of my people (I am Scottish). and write a lot of huge inaccuracies about the Fae. Seelie vs UnSeelie is a place where that happens a lot.For some reason, a lot of writers say:

  • Seelie = good, benevolent, angel-like
  • UnSeelie = evil, malevolent, demonic

…and that is just extremely incorrect on HUGE levels of, oh my god, what the fuck did they even research to come up with that shittasticly inaccurate definition of Seelie vs UnSeelie?Once again, as I see it used incorrectly often… here is the CORRECT definition:

  • BOTH Seelie AND UnSeelie, can be good, benevolent, angel-like
  • BOTH Seelie AND UnSeelie, can be evil, malevolent, demonic
  • Seelie Court = trooping Faeries who travel together in large caravan groups on public highways, because they are outgoing, extroverted, and NOT SCARED OF HUMANS
  • UnSeelie Court= solitary Faeries who travel alone and keep to the lesser used back roads, because they are shy, introverted, and SCARED SHITTLESS OF HUMANS

GhoulSpawn is UnSeelie, meaning he is shy, introverted, and avoids Humans.

GhoulSpawn can look at a river and see ways to build a waterwheel to use as a source of electricity.

GhoulSpawn can see a shell and think of a way to turn it into a tool or utensil.

GhoulSpawn won’t even notice the flower, because he’s too busy looking up at the stars and wondering how to build a spacecraft so he can explore other planets.GhoulSpawn does not appear in every story, all stories on Medium featuring GhoulSpawn can be found here:

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GhoulSpawn as Checka — the crazed ArchDemon who declared humanity unfit and blew up the planet. Yep. That’s how the series ends. 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen.Quaraun on Noodle Beach, BoomFuzzy with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck, GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. Art by Wendy Christinne Allen.❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ â™‚️

  • Quaraun and BoomFuzzy are an elderly, married gay couple, whom have been together for many centuries.
  • GhoulSpawn is their shared live-in lover, whom they have recently met, after he fell out of a portal into their world. He is from 1970s Maine.
  • Quaraun is a white Persian Moon Elf. He is around 750 years old in most stories. He is a silk weaver, travelling merchant, and psychic necromancer.
  • BoomFuzzy is a black Scottish Fae of the UnSeelie Court. He is around 2,000 years old in most stories. He is the King of the Realm of Fae, turned MasterChef. He owns most of the world’s restaurants and works out of a food truck.
  • GhoulSpawn is a French Quebec Canadian Satyr. He is around 60 years old in most stories. He is a mad scientist who was the inventor of time travel.
  • All three of them have an animal form. Quaraun has a Pink Meanie JellyFish form, BoomFuzzy has a purple Unicorn form, and GhoulSpawn has a Golden Fleece Cotswold Sheep form. Yes. This is the “Furry Genre”.
  • Unless specified otherwise, the story is set in York County, Maine in 40th century far future Earth.
  • This is a Cozy Slice of Life story, that has no plot and simply looks into a single event of a single day, of this gay trio’s life.
  • These stories do not contain sex scenes, but it is understood that the three of them sleep together and have sex with each other.
  • The novels, however, are NOT Cozy and delve into GrimDark.
  • This story supplements a larger set of novels, showing quick events that take place between the novels, and therefore references events and characters found in the novels.
  • If you are looking for the long fully plotted novels and novellas, or the paperback editions, you can find those on Amazon and/or GumRoad.
  • I’m adding this note, because it was brought to my attention that many readers finding the series through Medium, had no prior knowledge of these basics.

(TRIGGER WARNING: I suppose this requires some sort of a transgender trigger warning as Quaraun is a transgender character, something that is not brought up in many stories, as his being transgender is not a plot point, it just happens to be who he is, but that fact gets brought up once in a while, and Quaraun’s transgender nature seems to piss some people off, so here is a warning for the snowflakes who need such things: If you are vile, deplorable, hate mongering, bigoted, self righteous, holier than thou, transphobic dipshit dick, you should probably just walk away now; because the main character of this story is transgender and his existence is just going to upset you.

Quaraun’s transgender state is not mentioned in many stories, and it is never a plot point, but it gets brought up once in a while.

Quaraun is intersex, with both male and female genitals, neither fully formed. He has been pregnant twice in the series and has fathered 35 children over the course of the series.

Quaraun is bi-sexual at some points of his life, due to his own confusion over his identity. Though he is portrayed as gay throughout most of the series.

There are a few stories in the series where he is portrayed as female/her/she instead of male/he/him, due again, to the deep emotional turmoil, embarrassment, shame, and confusion he lives with over the intersex nature of his biological body.

Quaraun’s husband, BoomFuzzy and their lover GhoulSpawn are always portrayed as fully supportive of Quaraun’s transitions throughout the series.

By birth, he is neither fully male nor fully female, but he is better able to pass for male, and so does so.

However, he was initially raised as female, and did not start living life as a male until he was 75 years old, so lived his childhood and young adult years as a female, but in the time period of the series, he is elderly and now living as a male.

The sexuality of the characters is never a plot point in any story. However, some do-goody hyper gay haters have taken it upon themselves to make it an issue in my offline private life, thus the need for trigger warnings like this one.

These same gay haters have been spreading slander both offline and online calling the series “Erotica”, which has resulted in many readers of Erotica to buy/read books in my series expecting Erotica and being deeply disappointed upon discovering that I am a Mormon and I do not write sex scenes, nor do I write sexual plots.

NEWSFLASH: gay does NOT = Erotica.

LIKEWISE: transgender does NOT = Erotica.

ALSO: intersex is a real medical condition and it does not = either “shemale” or Erotica.

  • The real world medical term for the condition Quaraun has is: Bilateral Ovotesticular Syndrome, look it up.
  • I have been writing & publishing this series since 1978 and there was never any issues prior to 2013 when a local minister started transphobic, gay-hating, sex fetish, Erotica rumours about it, which resulted in my infant son’s murder and my becoming paralyzed.
  • I do not appreciate religion crazed hate mongers trying to slap THEIR politics on my series that has absolutely nothing to do with politics whatsoever.

If you came here expecting Erotica, sex fetishes, the sexual objectification of gay men/transgender people/or the intersex medical condition, you are going to be EXTREMELY disappointed.Quaraun, seen here with BoomFuzzy in his unicorn form and GhoulSpawn in his sheep form.Quaraun’s gold plated prosthetic hands can be seen here. They are difficult to draw, so I often do not draw them. Quaraun, who is also known as “The Elf With Crippled Hands” wears a variety of elaborate prosthetic hands, some with fancy jewels and carvings. His hands were crushed when he was still a child. The gloves encase his crippled hands, protecting them. He requires help from BoomFuzzy and GhoulSpawn to do things like brush his hair, or get dressed, due to his fake hands not being easily movable. 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen.Close up on Quaraun’s pink pupiled blue eyes. This 3d printed figurine is only two inches tall and cost over $200 to have made. The figurines with 2 characters on a single stand cost over $400 to have printed up. They are NOT painted, rather they are 3d printed in full colour. You can make your own over on the HeroForge website. Just know that they are under two inches tall and cost over $200 PER character. HeroForge full colour 3D printing is uberly expensive. On the other hand, these same DnD TTRPG scale minis, can be printed up in grey scale for only around $25 each, and you can paint them yourself. 3d printed figurine of Quaraun designed by Wendy Christine Allen.BoomFuzzy and Quaraun with their crystal skulls. BoomFuzzy’s big fluffy horse tail can be seen in this image. 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen.GhoulSpawn & BoomFuzzy together. 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen.BoomFuzzy The Unicorn in his Unicorn form. 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen.Meet The Setting:

Earth, 40th century.

After a comet hit the moon in 2525, causing a new ice age.

In Maine’s dystopian ice age, the moon is fractured & undead lobsters are serious problems.

While most of the world and everything from the 20th century are gone and forgotten, BoomFuzzy has found the ruins of both The Twinkie Factory in Biddeford, Maine and the Moxie Factory in Lisben Falls, Maine, and both factories have been rebuilt and Twinkies and Moxie are still in production in the 40th century, now being made by Faeries who use undead lobster zombie slaves to run the factories.Noodle Beach:

Formerly known as Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

In the 40th century it is vastly changed. Erosion has washed away most of the sand, leaving behind granite cliffs towering over 100 feet tall.

Black Tower sits perched on the highest peak. Black Tower is the haunted lighthouse formerly known as The Portland Headlight, and was formerly located in Cape Elizabeth, Maine. See info below about Black Tower for as to why/how the lighthouse moved locations.

Old Orchard Beach, was renamed Noodle Beach in the 40th century, due to the beach being the semi-permanent location of a noodle soup food truck named The Beach Noodle.The Beach Noodle:

A shape shifting 1968 VW Bus, that usually serves as a noodle soup food truck, known for its clam chowder, lobster rolls, whoopie pies, not-nog, and gingerbread cake.

Owned by Faerie Chef, BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, the food truck transforms into a gingerbread house that serves as a candy shop during the winter months when it is too cold to work out of a food truck.MoonSnail Cove:

Formerly known as The Town of Old Orchard Beach at The Old Orchard Beach, Maine.Silent Moore:

Formerly known as Scarborough Marsh, Scarborough, Maine. Silent Moore is walking distance from Black Tower, and is where BoomFuzzy heads to every morning to dig for clams to make clam chowder for his food truck.The glossy ibis in Silent MooreThe Coastal Merchant Trade Route:

Formerly known as The Eastern Trail, it is longer in the 40th century, now starting at The Rupa-Rupa Cloud Forest of Peru instead of Florida, and now ending in Ivujivik, Quebec, instead of Maine.

It takes Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn about 3 years to hike this no longer maintained dirt road.

After the comet strike of 2525, most of the paved highways became unusable, due to zombie infestation (the corpses of the dead, who died in their cars on the roadways at the time of the comet impact; and whom still wander back and forth on the paved roads now in the year 3999) leaving The Eastern Trail as the last usable road along the Atlantic coast.The Pink Silk Tent:

Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn, live in The Pink Silk Tent when they are travelling.

All 3 of them are merchents of a sort. They spend the winter months living at Black Tower, making the items to sell. Then spend the summer months traveling between The GodForsaken City and

Using Dr. Who TARDIS style technology, Quaraun’s Pink Silk Tent is much bigger on the inside. From the outside it reselmes a small puce and fuschisa striped yurt, big enough to seat 3 or 4 peopl. On the inside it is as large as a small 3 bedroom house.The GodForsaken City:

Formerly known as Boston. The GodForsaken City is not actually Boston, but rather a city that was built on top of New Boston; New Boston is the city that was built on top of Old Boston; Old Boston is the city which existed in the 21st century.ZooLock and his Cult of The Sacred Pink JellyFish, seen here walking through the streets of The GodForsaken City.The BioDome:

A huge leaded, stain glass structure that was built by The Diontite Scientists in 2525, after the comet fractured the Moon.

There were once many BioDomes, found in every region of every country, on every continent. Built by an alien race, who arrived on Earth just ahead of the comet, each of these massive stain glass structures contains a city inside of it; the city being a large farming community. Each BioDome was designed to serve as survival bunkers, to keep plants, animals, and people alive during the ice age that would be caused by the comet strike.

Unfortunately, shortly after the comet fractured the moon, strange blue crystals, dubbed The Crystal Plague, started growing every place that comet dust touched the Earth’s surface, and the crystals proved deadly to all who touched them, turning everything they came into contact with to crystal.

While 92% of all life on the planet succumbed to The Crystal Plague, some survived, developing an immunity to it, while others were mutated by it.

The ones who were mutated, became known as Elves, Faeries, or Demons, depending on the type of mutation they were inflicted by.

The infected, developed god-like powers, being dubbed as Mages. Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn are amoung the Infected.

The dead in these region, rose up as Zombies, Liches, Wraiths, Vampires, and other such creatures.

Now in the year 3999, there are twenty one billion undead roaming the Earth, only seven million survivors, and a fast growing race known as Faeries rising up to take over the planet, welding god like magic powers.

Survivors fled the BioDome regions, and the BioDomes fell into despair eventually become ancient ruins.

The last known, still functioning BioDome sits just off the shores of Noodle Beach, and is owned by Quaraun, who uses Undead Lobsters to run the factory like agriculture operation inside the dome.

This is why while of the planet has no ability to grow fruits, vegetables, or livestock, Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, and GhoulSpawn have constant access to vast supplies of fresh produce, allowing BoomFuzzy to have a monopoly on food production and Quaraun to have a monopoly on cloth/fabric/clothing production, while GhoulSpawn has corned the market on sheep and all things that come from sheep, including candles, wool, cheese, and milk.

The BioDome, and it’s allowing them to hold a monopoly over the world’s food and textile industries, is what allowed the three of them to become the three reigning kings of the planet, and Quaraun’s eventually become SunTa The Grand High Emperor, King of The sun.The Bio-DomeThe Glass Forest:

A huge leaded, stain glass structure that was built by The Diontite Scientists in 2525, after the comet fractured the Moon.

Near each Bio-Dome, sits a vast Glass Forest, which defies all logic.

No one cane explain the existance of these alien structures, where trees are made out of leaded stain glass, huge blue crystals grow up out of the ground, and lamp-like trees, towering hundreds of feet over real trees, pulps with alien lights and glow like lamps.

The Glass Forests power the BioDomes, but know one knows how or why.

The Glass forests are the primary source of light on the planet, ever since the dust of the fractured moon blocked out the rays of sunlight from reaching the surface.

Like the BioDomes, nearly all the Glass Forests fell apart centuries ago and now lay in ruins, except for the last remaining Glass Forest at Noodle Beach, which powers Quaraun’s BioDome.The mysterious stain glass structures of The Glass ForestThe mysterious stain glass structures of The Glass ForestThe mysterious stain glass structures of The Glass ForestThe Boston Dig Site:

21st century Boston, now an archeological dig site, that is several miles deep underneath The GodForsaken City.

It is the primary source of all knowledge the 40th century has into Earth’s 20th/21st centuries.Pepper Valley:

Formerly known as Pepperell Mill Valley, Biddeford, Maine; Pepperell Square, Saco Maine; NorthDam Mill, Biddeford Maine, York Hill, Saco; Riverwalk, Saco, Maine; Mechanics Park, Biddeford, Maine; Rotary Park, Biddeford, Maine; Cliffard Park, Biddeford, Maine; and The MERK, Biddeford, Maine.Crystal Caves Beach Entrance:

Formerly known as The Thunder Hole, Acadia National Park, MaineThe Swamp of Death & Witch Hole Pond:

Formerly known as Park Loop Trail and Eagle Lake & Witch Pond, Acadia National Park, Maine

Home of both Baba Yaga and The RiverBoat ManWoman.TOOBE: (pronounced tube):

A sentient AI, built by the mad scientist Checka.One of TOOBE’s surveillance orbs

TOOBE lives in a TV set in a tavern in The GodForsaken City (formerly known as Boston), but has millions of flying orbs stationed all over the planet.

Most people live in mortal terror of electronics, TVs, cars, and computers, because the world’s entire electric grid, internet grid, and all the satellites are full controlled by TOOBE.

Checka who lives in White Rock, has millions of TV screens in White Rock, where he monitors everyone on the last three remaining planets of the solar system. Checka, is GhoulSpawn, now thirteen thousand years old, and has realized he has the power of a god, and has taken over full control of EVERYTHING.

ZooLock (millias old), Checka (13k years old), Gremlin (500 years old), GhoulSpawn (65 years old), and Glinta (15 years old), are all the same person, and all exist on the planet at the same time, due to his tampering with time travel and causing a paradox. Each version of himself has to be careful to avoid contact with each other version of himself.

Checka, originally created TOOBE as a means of keeping track of where each version of himself was, so as to not come into contact with other versions of himself.

Thanks to TOOBE, cars drive themselves and are seen as monsters, wielded as weapons by The Diontite Scientists (the group of fellow deranged mad scientists, lead by Checka).

By the 40th century, most Humans have nearly all become paranoid offgrid extremist survival preppers, living near Medieval lifestyles, armed to the teeth with guns, terrified of doomsday comets, and ready to machine gun the shit out of every car, tv, computer, or hovering silver orb they see.Checka aka 13,000 year old GhoulSpawn, seen here with Toobe. 3d printed figurine by Wendy Christine AllenChecka aka 13,000 year old GhoulSpawn, seen here with Toobe. 3d printed figurine by Wendy Christine AllenMonster Houses:The Twighlight Manor:The Twighlight Manor, by day, looks like a perfectly normal manor house. Quaraun built it after The Battle of Ongadada. It is owned by Quaraun’s grandson Sir Roderic Swanzen. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.The Twighlight Manor by night, turns into a giant crab-like creature, and walks along the coast of Maine devouring tourists on Old Orchard Beach. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.The White Rock Asylum For The Criminally Insane:The White Rock Asylum For The Criminally Insane. sister house of The Twighlight Manor, it roams Northern Maine terrorizing citizens, the same way The Twighlight Manor does in Southern Maine. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.Black Tower:Formerly known as The Portland Headlight, Black Tower, aka Space Dock 13, is the unstable feral portal responsible for most of the time travel paradoxes to occur on the planet. It is Quaraun’s house during the winter months when snow is too deep to travel. Like The Twighlight Manor and White Rock, Black Tower transforms into a crab like monster and roams the rocky cliffs of Maine eating beach goers. Art by Wendy Christine Allen.Black Tower, monster form.The Blue Monkey:The Blue Monkey:The Blue Monkey, Quaraun’s haunted RiverBoat. Zombie hordes shambling along the shore. I asked Bing’s Copilot Designer AI to illustrate a picture of The Blue Monkey, and after more than 40 failed attempts (because it kept putting the paddle wheel in weird places like on the roof or on the deck) it finally spit out this which, is surprisingly pretty accurate to how the ship is described in the books. Except — why are there American flags on the boat? WTF? It’s the 40th century on an alien planet… uhm… ain’t gonna find no American flags flying in this SpellJammer, time travelling, space travelling, flying star ship that doubles as a riverboat when not flying through the sky. It’s still not quite right. I’ll keep trying and see if we can get a better result.

Ah, this one is somewhat better, still not right, but if you take the 2 boats in these 2 pictures and merge them together, you’d have The Blue Monkey:I asked Bing’s Copilot Designer AI to illustrate THIS STORY: (Blizzard) and this was what it gave me. It kind of looks like The Blue Monkey, buuuut, AI really does not understand where to put the wheel of a paddle steamer — it goes on the back, because it pushes the boat ahead. Yet, AI keeps putting it on the front in these pictures. Other then the paddlewheel being in the wrong place, this is a really good picture, in terms of it is otherwise quite accurate to what The Blue Monkey looks like. The Blue Monkey is partly modelled after The Mark Twain (a paddlewheel steamer riverboat built in 1955 and owned by Disney- which can carry 400 guests), and partly off The Dimillio’s Floating Resturant-a former car carrier ferry cargo boat which as a restaurant ship can carry 600 guests (in Portland, Maine), both of those 2 boats are in the range of around 200 feet long and 60 feet wide, both with 3 decks, and I told the AI to make it look like a blend of those 2 real world ships, but painted blue, and, it actually combined those 2 real world boats to look like how I envisioned The Blue Monkey, really well.I have discovered that Medium has an annoyingly inefficient search system and unhelpful algorithm method of helping readers find anything over a few days old.Meaning, readers have a really hard time finding ANYTHING over 2 days old from ANY writer!

  • And me, I write evergreen topics and fiction; I do NOT write bloggy news articles that have a 2 day shelf life.
  • The Medium system is fine if you are here to read the latest, trending topic, hot fad blog post on whatever news is going on.
  • But if you are looking to read anything published over 24 hours ago, fat chance finding it…

But then I also discovered that if I put a shit ton load of links at the end of my articles, readers liked the ease of being able to find more of my work to read without having to try to get Medium’s search feature to find them.Sooo.. here’s a shit ton load of links to more of my work on Medium. Enjoy!

I have Kanner’s Syndrome (the type of Autism aka Low Functioning Autistic Savant, seen in the…
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All the stories in this set which feature The Blue Monkey, can be found here:

Stories Featuring The Blue Monkey
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All the stories in this set which feature Black Tower, can be found here:

Stories With Black Tower
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All the stories in this set which feature Noodle Beach, can be found here:

Stories With Noodle Beach
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All the stories in this set which feature Etiole, can be found here:

Stories With Etiole
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All the stories in this set which feature ZooLock, can be found here:

Stories with ZooLock
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All the stories in this set which feature The UnDead Lobsters, can be found here:

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New to the Quaraun series?Start here: (This page includes “introduction info” about the 3 main characters”):

Encountering ghostly apparitions in the swamp 💟🌸🦄 (A Story Poem set in The Swamp of Death)
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…and here 2nd: (This page introduces the world history):

🔆 How do people in your world gain the ability to use magic?
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…and here after: (These pages give more world lore):

“Today on Wikipedia” Daily Writing Prompt aka The Wikipedia Rabbit Hole Writing Prompt
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What is the most valuable resource in your world?
What is the most sought-after resource, mineral, object, or item in your world? And why is it so important?medium.com

Why haven’t the magic users taken over the world?
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On writing a Trans main character and the use of deadnames & old pronouns
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King Gwallmaiic aka The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn.-The
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If you’ve never read the novels, those 7 pages are enough character and world lore backstory to give you “base understanding” when reading the Short Stories on Medium.You can find all my Medium Edition Quaraun Drabbles here:

Drabbles — 100 word stories and poems (mine)
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Poetry (Mine)
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You can find all my Medium Edition Quaraun Kishōtenketsu here:

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You can find all my Medium Edition Quaraun Fiction of other word counts here:

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You can find everything related to Quaraun on Medium on this page:

The Pink Necromancer Index
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Over 100 Medium Writers take part in these Drabble and Twitter Fiction Challenges. Here is a List I made of some of my favourites by others, plus a list for longer short stories too:

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Want to write your own Drabbles? Here is the challenge:

Fiction Shorts 2024 Drabble Challenge
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Fiction Shorts Style Guide
Formatting Drabblesmedium.com

NOTE: I have chosen NOT to submit my Drabbles to their publication, because I already have a set of Publications I created for my series, and will put them there:

Quaraun Shorts
Index of all my Quaraun Short Stories on Mediummedium.com

Poetry by EelKat Wendy Christine Allen
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More Writing Challenges I am Doing on Medium:

Writing Prompts & Challenges (Mine)
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Writing Prompts to Try (Not Mine)
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The Kraken Lore’s Prompts & Challenges, and my responses
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The Ultimate Writing Prompt Index:Tens of Thousands of Writing Prompts
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Writing Prompts & Challenges
A bunch of writing prompts to inspire your writing!medium.com

Gay Pride/LGBTQAI+ Pride Month Daily Writing Prompt Challenge ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜💗♂️ ♂️ ♂️
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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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Currently Available on Amazon Kindle:

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

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And GumRoad:


Index of the Quaraun short stories on GumRoad

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On Medium:

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

(NOTE: a $5 or $15 per month paid subscription required to access stories on Medium)


On Vocal:

Index of the Quaraun short stories on Vocal


On Notd:

Index of the Quaraun Short Stories on Notd


On OnlyFans:

Index of the Quaraun Short Stories on OnlyFans

(NOTE: a $4.99 per month paid subscription required to access stories on OnlyFans)


Pink Necromancer Merch: On CafePress:

An Index of the Quaraun Merch on CafePress


Pink Necromancer Merch: On Zazzle:

Index of the Quaraun Merch on Zazzle


Not Quaraun:

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