So, this is a story in progress. I wouldn't publish something in progress if it were one story, but this is just a collection of stories prompted by lines from Shakespeare's Sonnet 116. I've done the first three so far, and I'll post them as I come up with them.
These stories (like all my stories) are not slash. Sonnet 116 is a sonnet written to a friend. I know that some critics disagree, and think that there was something more between the sonneteer and the young man. I do not.
This collection was inspired when I was looking for something to prompt me, and I was reading sonnet 116 and realized that the first metaphor, "the marriage of true minds," if literalized, would sort of be a mind meld. :-)
( Let me not to the marriage of true minds / Admit impediments. )
These stories (like all my stories) are not slash. Sonnet 116 is a sonnet written to a friend. I know that some critics disagree, and think that there was something more between the sonneteer and the young man. I do not.
This collection was inspired when I was looking for something to prompt me, and I was reading sonnet 116 and realized that the first metaphor, "the marriage of true minds," if literalized, would sort of be a mind meld. :-)
( Let me not to the marriage of true minds / Admit impediments. )