#luceferth seer!luke tlk verse, neither accurate nor scientific description of an inter/sex character, because i made all of this up.
"do i unnerve you, monk?" the seer- lucerys- throws the question over his shoulder at osferth, to which osferth wants to say yes.
in every way, osferth thinks, from your beauty "that blinds you like the sun," as they say, to the way your blood stained fingertips ghosted over my face, the way you whispered words i could not understand into my ear. but he does not say it. "no," he lies.
Feb 7, 2023 • 6 tweets • 2 min read
ok here quick #luceferth where luke is a seer. "his beauty blinds you like the sun, yet he has all the darkness of the night".
luke was taken by a sword dane for his powers against his will, and foresaw his lord being slain by a band of warriors, and amongst them, a saxon monk
expanding on this a little
the dane lord who took luke made him kill and use the blood and heart of a saxon priest to strengthen his powers and it worked. also it's believed that his powers are his as long as he remains a virgin
tom spots him lingering around the gas station corner store, counting his change in front of the rusty payphone that probably no longer works and smells like piss.
quite a sight, tom thinks, a boy in his private school uniform all prim and proper, socks pulled up to his knees, not a hair out of place, trying to operate a rusty payphone. it intrigues him.
"hey, you," he calls, and the boy turns around, dark hair bouncing. "yeah, you."
Feb 2, 2023 • 21 tweets • 4 min read
"nothing here, lord," finan calls from inside the burned house. "no survivors, it seems. not even livestock."
"no women, no children?"
"no, lord. they must've taken all of them as slaves," sihtric wipes his blade with the hem of his cape. "nothing here."
"we'll track them, find the camp. try and salvage what you can. we ride tonight," uhtred says. he inspects another burned down shed, making a face. "danes venturing this far past watling street. something isn't right."
