Choices…Neal dives into a secluded pool hoping to find release for his aching body and his troubled mind. Instead, he finds Saul. The scribe is everything Neal could dream of -- and yet he knows he dares not pursue his desires, for Saul is a Scribe.Saul wants Neal, but not in servitude. Even a slave can make choices, and Neal chooses to make love to the man who opens his mind -- and his heart.
When not editing unruly grammar, I compose a few lines for my own muses. Gay erotica tends to intrigue me the most, set in a variety of settings from space age to modern times, from vampires and werewolves to shape-shifters and even the occasional human. After spending half my life in these realms of fantasy, I still love to visit new places and meet new characters whenever my muse drops by.
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This is really only a scene, less than 20 pages, but it manages to be above the average of the short stories not being “light”. Even if apparently the only purpose is to tell us the “naughty” meeting of a Scribe with a slave out of the boundaries of society, there are a lot of details that make it something more.
There is Neal’s past, the slave, that is only hinted but that gives you the idea that a lot happened. Neal is not young, as usually slaves in a “naughty” meeting are, he is 38 years old and more or less, weary of life. When he stops at a natural pool, and decides to take a bath, it’s not only the day dirty that he would like to let it go, but also the burden of his past. When Saul, the Scribe, enters the scene, at first I think Neal sees him like a nuisance, someone who is trying to remember to Neal that he is only a slave and that he has no right to find relief. But then Saul “allows” Neal to be the man, the one in control, and doing so, he gifts Neal with the lightness he is searching, even if it’s a lightness that will last only a night.
Dream-like, from beginning to end, and I can't say I fully understood it when finished. They were apparently strangers, but there seemed to be an underlying thread in there that they knew each other - or would eventually face each other in the real world.
I came away kind of feeling bereft. It would have had more impact, had it been placed somewhere within a longer novel, an oasis of subreality surrounded by the harsh realities of their real lives.