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[conduitstreetcat]

One year ago @greenfaeriefeverdream and your friendly Cat finished Moriamur!

What happens if a suicidal killer falls in love with death? 

Gorgeous, dark Mormor... en route making a fascinating crossover with Neil Gaiman’s Sandman, beloved by us both.

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Moriamur is finished

What happens if a suicidal sniper falls in love with Death?

Eighteen chapters of heartbreaking, hot, magical, dark Mormor.

Many thanks to @neil-gaiman for his inspiring Endless characters - our Death is *slightly* less perky than his, but at least as lovable.

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Chapter Thirteen: Iron Words Forged in Fire

Even if I weren't fixed to this spot, I'd have been frozen.

I stare at you, mouth open.

... love him...

But - you -

Day-you can't do love; night-you loves everyone, but only in the end...

I know I love you, but that is normal - you are divine, no, beyond divine.

You are what is attained at the end of desire...

You - are beyond love -

but you love me.

You look at me, your eyes large and dark and full of - something -

I can see the possessiveness I saw earlier, but -

you speak the truth.

You love me.

Your siblings are all shouting at once. The pretty one laughs, exclaims 'Finally!' exultantly. The young sisters sound excited, but Gingerbeard and Morphy are angry.

"You always take what's mine! You take everything in the end!"

"You can't! You cannot love!"

"And why not?!" you shout at them angrily. "You loved," you point at Morphy. "Even though she didn't want you to! You punished her for refusing to destroy her world to be with you - and now you are telling me I can't love someone who does want to love me back? How is Nada, anyway? Been to hell lately?"

Morphy looks furious. "She would have been a Goddess! People can come to my realm! You will destroy him if you take him! Is that what you want?"

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Chapter Sixteen: Remembering His Name

You are looking uncomfortable.

"Jim is safe," you repeat. "I will join with him again at midnight, and we will continue as before, until his body grows old and I take him inside me like he took me inside him."

"But -" I look at you, aghast - don't you understand?

"Does he know I'm here, or does he think I'm dead? How is he feeling? He must be so - it seemed the only way out for me - but it must break his heart -"

I'm about to ask you to go to him, when I realize you're no longer listening. You've stopped dead, are looking somewhere way beyond me, your eyes large, dark, shocked, in pain.

And then you're gone.

One second you're here, the next I'm staring at thin air.

"Jim?" I call out.

"Thanatos?"

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Chapter Eleven: A Man Blessed by Becoming

I lick my lips.

God, what is it about you...

Your effect on me is so intoxicating...

Given that we’ve already fucked twice today, and night is quickly approaching... I’ll simply relish the effect you have on me. You’ve confirmed you belong to me, shown your obedience to me, and I believe I can rely on your judgement, as you say.

“That’s a good Tiger...” I say breathily.

But I still have to worry about every little thing in the world that can take you away from me?

I scowl. “And you’re not to get hurt, either. Critically, anyway. I won’t have it...”

I push my wine glass away, then cross my arms and lean back in my chair.

“Bedtime approaches...” I sigh.

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Chapter Three: Mad Genius Wind Howling

I look at you curiously. “Technically we’re in the bedroom, I know... but seeing as we’ve both come, you can desist with the *Sir*...”

You look at me in surprise.

*Seriously*... how cute can you be?

“Alright... Riley?” you say tentatively.

I grin. Oh, right. You only know half my actual name. “Get up. I’m going to look at your wounds...” I slide from the bed and wander naked towards the bathroom.

“And, Sebastian... it’s Jim.” I toss over my shoulder before stepping through the door.

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Chapter Ten: Companion of Death

I had thought lying on the stairs and smoking in bed was relaxing...

I didn’t know what I was in for, being bathed by you, *held* by you... feeling physical contact that isn’t sexual. Well, *overtly* sexual...

But it seems our bodies have a natural response when we’re in close proximity, because I’m making a pleased, purring sound in my throat... and *you* are getting slightly hard already.

My lips part into a smile.

“What is it that does it for you, Tiger?” I murmur. “Serving my needs... or being threatened by me?“ I raise my arm back to stroke your jaw, and my voice drops a register. “Or is it... being owned, and bossed about by a tyrant?” I turn my head to look at you with a sly smile. “Either way... are *you* in for a treat...”

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Chapter Twelve: Come to this Dark World

I amble through the garden, looking at the flowers, colourful despite being different shades of grey, the stars, the moon. I see movement in a small stone arbour at the end of the lawn and make my way over. When I get near, I think I hear soft sniffling.

"Excuse me?" I ask. "Is anyone in there?"

Sounds of quick movements, a voice speaks - female - "It's only me -"

I put my head around the corner, see a lady in an elaborate gown, her eyes shining from crying. "Do excuse me. I didn't know there was anyone nearby," she apologizes. She is pretty, pale, with eyes that look large, sad, and tired.

"Forgive me, lady," I say as I walk in, "I couldn't help but overhear you crying..."

"I am so sorry," she says, wringing her hands. "I didn't mean to be so loud. The garden is usually quiet this time of night."

"I've only just arrived," I reply.

She chuckles, but without joy. "I've been here a long time..." Her eyes stare into the distance, a tear leaking out of the left one again. I reach into my pocket for my handkerchief. It's clean.

I hold it out to her. She looks at it, hesitantly, then accepts it, wipes the tear away.

"I'm sorry, stranger..."

"No need to apologize because I intruded in your private grief. I can leave if you'd rather...?"

"No, Sir, no; I do apologize - where are my manners -" she is doing her best to compose herself.

"Please, my lady. This is your garden - I am but an intruder..."

I look at her, uncertain of what to say. "Would you - like to... talk about it?"

She looks at me, assessingly.

"Do you know why you are here?" she asks.

I shake my head.

"Well, I do. Know why I am here. And I can never leave..." A tear forms again and is dabbed at. "I came of my own volition, but I was given false promises... and now it's too late to go back.

Were you sent here by desire?"

I shake my head, again. "No - I was walking - I was trying to escape from an unpleasant place, ended up in this garden. There was a bird."

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