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The First Flicker of Dawn - 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
Quaraun stood at the edge of the caravan, staring out into the pale light creeping over the horizon. The fractured moon hung low, casting jagged beams through the swirling snow. He clutched his cane tightly, his golden prosthetic hands trembling against the lacquered wood. His thoughts swirled, disjointed and tangled.
Somewhere in the haze of his mind, he wondered if this dawn was real — or another fragment of his delirium. He could not trust what he saw.
BoomFuzzy appeared beside him, his movements silent, his dreadlocks draped across his shoulders. The Phooka’s googles were snug over his eyes, but he still tilted his head as though seeing the same light Quaraun saw.
“Yer up early, JellyElf. Couldnae sleep again?”
Quaraun didn’t respond at first, his blue eyes distant, locked on the horizon. Finally, he whispered, quietly, as though he expected bandits to hear.
“It feels like the end of everything.”
His voice cracked, a fragile wisp carried away by the cold wind.
BoomFuzzy wrapped an arm around Quaraun’s shoulders, pulling him closer.
“Or mebbe the start of somethin’ new.”
The old Elf leaned into BoomFuzzy’s embrace, his tangled thoughts momentarily stilled by the warmth of the Phooka’s touch.
“It’s too quiet. Too empty. I feel like I’m disappearing.”
“Ye’re nae goin’ anywhere, Love,” BoomFuzzy said firmly. “Not while I’m here.”
Quaraun closed his eyes as the light of the fractured dawn grew stronger, streams of light filtering through the thick layer of comet dust, and for the first time in days, he felt tethered — if only by the steady, grounding presence of the one he loved.
The End?
|©2025 Wendy Christine Allen | All Rights Reserved|
Author’s note: Quaraun is elderly and suffers from a disorder known as Delirium, which is similar to Alzheimers. It makes him do and say strange things, causes him to often be confused, see or hear things others can not see or hear, results in him often not remembering things, often not recognizing where he is or who he is with, and is why other characters in the series refer to him as “Quaraun the Insane”. While it shows up minimally in most every story, some stories focus more heavily on it and are found here:
The 2nd 500 Story Challenge: Story #047 OF 500 | This work of fiction is a part of a long-running series of novels, novellas, short stories, and poetry. (Known as The Adventures of Quaraun the Insane, formerly known as The Twighlight Manor Series). I have been writing & publishing it since 1978 (50th anniversary coming in 2028!) spanning over 3k published works.
![]() King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn: Quaraun's husband, BoomFuzzy aka King Gwallmaiic, a Scottish Phooka, who is King of The UnSeelie Court. Quaraun is his court mage and advisor, as well as the only Elf in The UnSeelie Court. BoomFuzzy is a "classic fantasy type" Necromancer who uses sorcery to raise the dead. Being a Faerie he is also an illusionist and master of trickster magic. By profession, he is a Master Chef, owning the global monopoly on restaurants, taverns, pubs, and food trucks. Until his death, BoomFuzzy was regarded as the world's most powerful wizard. He is now a Lich. BoomFuzzy is also half-Human. His mother was a Mongolian/Chinese Human, which is why he wears distinctively Asian outfits, along with a great kilt worn as a cape. Known as BoomFuzzy the Unicorn, he often takes the form of a purple Unicorn. BoomFuzzy's exact age is unknown, though he was well over two thousand years old at the time of his death, and Quaraun resurrected him as a Lich around 500+ years ago, making him close to 3,000 years old. In his BlackBird form he is fifteen thousand years old. Art by Wendy Christine Allen ![]() |
![]() Quaraun the Insane aka The Pink Necromancer: The F2M transgender Persian Moon Elf main character: The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun The Insane, with BoomFuzzy the Unicorn. F2M for those unaware = Quaraun was biologically born female, but transitioned to live as a male; this is why there are stories where Quaraun is sometimes pregnant, in spite of being male and using he/him male pronouns. Quaraun is a Necromancer by the actual dictionary definition of the word, meaning he is a psychic medium who sees and hears ghosts, and uses tarot, spirit boards, and seances to communicate with the dead. By profession he is a silk weaver/tailor/silk merchant. Quaraun is an Elder God JellyFish who takes the form of an Elf to blend in with society. His 12 foot long hair is made out of venomous, stinging jellyfish tentacles. Quaraun is BoomFuzzy's apprentice and regarded as the world's most powerful still living wizard. Quaraun's exact age is unknown, but he is somewhere around 750 years old. In his SunTa form he is twelve thousand years old. The Scared Pink JellyFish that lives in him, is stated to being over two million years old. Art by Wendy Christine Allen ![]() |
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Main characters: The Pink Necromancer, Quaraun (A Moon Elf) and his husband King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy aka The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, Lich King of Fire Mountain (A Phooka/Faerie).
BoomFuzzy is King of The UnSeelie Court;
Quaraun is his Court Mage;
GhoulSpawn (not pictured) is Quaraun’s apprentice.
They are the world’s three most evil super villains, though they do not see themselves as evil. They own the world’s only functioning BioDome and thus hold the world’s monopoly on crops, food, livestock, and fabric, holding the Human population at their sadistic mercy.
These stories are told from their point of view.
— — Art by Wendy Christine Allen
Links To The Quaraun Stories Can Be Found Listed Here
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Copyright © [oldest articles written 1978],[website founded - 1996] –
There are now over one thousand stories in this series, on Medium, here are lists of some of them sorted by categories:
40th Century Dystopian — Maine | Bare Feet | BioDomes | Clam Digging | Cozy Romantasy | Culinary Cozy | Cursed Magic Items | Dark Fantasy | Elves & Faeries & Demons & Shifters & MerMen | Fishing | Food Truck Tales | Furry Yaoi (often featuring MPreg) | Ghost Stories | The GodForsaken City | Gothic Literature | Graveyards | Gypsy Main Characters | Harvesting, Gathering, Scavenging | Haunted Houses | Hippy Crafts | Horror | Living in a Lighthouse | Married Gay Couple | Merchants | Nautical Fiction | Noodle Beach | Off Grid Survivalist Preppers | Paranoia | Planet Diona | Poems | Poly Gay Romance | Random Encounters | RiverBoat Gypsies Life | The Rose Garden | Singing Sea Slugs | Shoes | Silent Moor | Sleep Stories | Slice of Life | Stormy Weather | Tavern Encounters | Thieves | TransMan Character | Travelling Gypsies | UnDead Lobsters | The UnSeelie Court | Vardo Dwelling | Yurt Glamping | Zombie Apocalypse | Zombies
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