Snow fell on silk tents, a fiction short story poem A Pink Necromancer Fiction Short Story Poem

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Snow fell on silk tents, a fiction short story poem

A Pink Necromancer Fiction Short Story Poem

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🌸🦄🌸 The following story is part of a long running Furry Yaoi MPreg Fiction series about Elves and Faeries and Satyrs and Demons and Unicorns and Technomancer Wizards and Liches living in a Lighthouse and surviving as Travelling Merchants and Food Truck Chefs in Cyberpunk Dystopian 40th Century Maine, and Zombie Apocalypse and Time Travel but it’s Slice of Life Vignettes of Mundane Daily Lives of The UnSeelie Court’s Royal Family trying to survive after a comet hit the moon and turned the Earth into a CyberPunk Ice-Age. 🌸🦄🌸

It features a transman main character who is an often pregnant megalomaniac supervillain necromancer, married to an unhinged Faerie King.

This series was started September 23, 1978, and now spans 138 novels, 423 novellas, 500+ poems, and 3,000+ short stories. it celebrates it’s 50th, yes FIFTYITH! anniversary since the publication of it’s very first story (Friends Are Forever) on September 23, 2028!

The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane — A Pink Necromancer Short Fiction Story

Seen in image:- — IMAGE 1: The Pink Necromancer, Thullid Infested Moon Elf silk weaver, travelling merchant, & Royal Court Mage of The UnSeelie Court: Quaraun Swanzen on Noodle Beach. With his unhinged temper, his 12 foot long prehensile, venomous jellyfish tentacle hair, his deadly laser wand, and his inability to stay sober long enough to cast a spell properly, he is the most feared being in the known universe. Quaraun is literally a Space JellyFish (A Thullid) whom has taken control of the corpse of a dead Elf. — — IMAGE 2: Master Chef Phooka turned Lich King of The UnSeelie Court: King Gwallmaiic aka BoomFuzzy the Unicorn with his 1968 VW Bus Beach Noodle Food Truck. He is king of the entire fucking planet. Defy him and he’ll serve you as the main course of the next UnSeelie Court feast. The world’s only known Unicorn, in his true form he is a tiny lilac coloured Shetland Pony with a gleaming silver horn. In his Lich form he is a blue crystal skeleton of a Friesian stallion. — — IMAGE 3: The Satyr-like, mad scientist Sheep Demon: Gremorse Liore aka GhoulSpawn with his 1974 AMC Gremlin time machine. He is Quaraun’s apprentice, and fast becoming the most powerful wizard in the universe. — — Art by Wendy Christine Allen. — — Not seen here: Toobe: a deceptively innocent looking tiny flying silver metal orb that hoovers around GhoulSpawn, giving science reports and scanning for dangers, Toobe is a sadistically insane sentient AI from thirteen thousand years in the future, who is the real brains behind the plot of global domination.

Snow fell on silk tents,

Snow fell on silk tents,
Black Tower watched cliffs and waves,
Moon rose pale and cold.
Roses shivered pink, fragrant,
Frost curled teeth on broken stone.

Quaraun peeked out at the night,
His children all tucked in so tight.
A shadow slithered past,
Through the fog thick and vast,
And his heart skipped a beat at the sight.

“Oh, Unicorn,” Quaraun moaned, jellyfish hair aglow,
“The shadow, it moves, too close, I know.”
BoomFuzzy grinned, lilac tail whipping like stormy night,
“Relax, JellyElf, it’s Halloween’s fright.
We lure them with cookies, sugar and ghost.”
GhoulSpawn whispered softly, ledger in hand,
“Charts say the undead herd grows by land.
Silver spoons ready, traps on the sand,
Safety measures deployed, magic prepped.”
Quaraun twitched, prosthetic fingers clasped silk,
“Too dirty! Too foul! My children, my milk!
If one cough, if one sneeze, plague’s kiss will come fast!”
BoomFuzzy kissed his temple, firm and warm,
“Then guard ’em, JellyElf, guard and perform.”

Quaraun spun in a panic of dread,
Fears crawling inside every thread.
A zombie moaned near,
His silk brushed with fear,
And he swore they would die if not fed.

The bakery glowed in pink and black,
Smoke curling from crockpots enchanted.
Ghosts hovered near, sniffing the snacks,
BoomFuzzy laughed, as the undead slanted.
Quaraun wiped sweat from silk unplanted,
He braided more flowers, eyes darting to dark,
Counting every child, each a fragile spark.

“Unicorn! Do you see?” Quaraun cried,
“The fog thickens and shadows play tricks!”
BoomFuzzy appeared, half-ghost, wide-eyed,
“Trust me, JellyElf, fear don’t fix,
These pastries and bread, the undead won’t hide,
Just serve, and chaos yields sweet picks.”

“They are crawling too close!” Quaraun groaned,
“My children may sneeze, their hands may touch mud!”
“Relax, JellyElf, I know your bones,
But terror alone won’t make this good.
Watch the ghost line, the pumpkin throne,
We lure them with icing and sugar flood.”

“They breathe too near, my silk, my wards!”
“The charts, JellyElf, they all point north.”
Quaraun clutched pink ribbons, beads, and cords,
Heart racing, hair waving, spiraling forth.
BoomFuzzy twirled, delight and swords,
Shadow monsters froze mid-path, true worth.

“Do they bite? Will they spill the plague?”
“Only if you stop counting the dead,
Now hand me the buns, the frosting vague,
And lure them in lines,” BoomFuzzy said.
Quaraun quivered, rose petals in his hair,
Fear twisting laughter into a silent prayer.

GhoulSpawn’s ledger lay open and wide,
Charts and notes of zombie paths aligned.
Quaraun paused, hands trembling aside,
His children safe, if closely confined.
BoomFuzzy hummed low, a charm entwined,
The fog thinned a fraction, undead dispersed,
For now, Quaraun’s panic slightly reversed.

But a pumpkin pumpkined into the tent,
Quaraun fainted, his silk nearly bent.
BoomFuzzy snorted,
The bunnies cavorted,
And GhoulSpawn just smiled, as planned it went.

“I will not falter!” Quaraun swore,
Braiding garlands, lining the floor.
“Each child, each pet, every silk sheet I guard.
No shadow, no virus, will enter our yard.
Frost bite and plague be damned,” he swore again.
BoomFuzzy chuckled, tail whipping, hat tipped,
“You see, JellyElf, strategy’s crypt.
Serve sweets, scare ghosts, undead hypnotized,
Your children safe, apocalypse minimized.
Count petals, count buns, count ghosts we charmed,
You may faint, yet never be harmed.
I guard your arse, I guard your mind,
We conquer this night, terror left behind.”

Quaraun straightened, pink silk pristine and white,
Children laughing safe in the glow of light.
Fog thinned away,
Zombies stayed at bay,
And his panic settled just for the night.

BoomFuzzy floated high, incorporeal Faerie king,
Haunting, laughing, ghostly delight.
Quaraun stitched petals, a rose on a string,
Guarding toddlers, warding plague by night.
GhoulSpawn measured loot, charts shining bright,
Magic and pastry, undead subdued,
The Pink Necromancer and family renewed.

The bakery quieted as dawn touched sand,
Steam from crockpots faded, bunnies ran.
Quaraun’s children clung, giggles spilling pink.
BoomFuzzy ruffled hair, eyes glinting, think
Of All Hallows Eve, perfected plan.
GhoulSpawn whispered, ledger safe in hand,
Silver spoons glint, charts show the land.
Quaraun breathed, petals in every braid,
The undead retreating, paths well laid.
Fog lifted, moon waning slow,
Silks unsoiled, hearts aglow,
The night survived, chaos danced away,
And for now, they had conquered decay.

Quaraun smiled, children warm and near,
All Hallows Eve passed without fear.
BoomFuzzy winked,
GhoulSpawn just inked,
The ledger of chaos they hold dear.

Ribbons, roses, fog,
Silks untouched, undead retreat,
Night’s terror softened.

The End?

All of the Pink Necromancer stories published on Medium are also cross published in short story collections found on Amazon, available as eBooks, print paperbacks, and hardcover editions:

eBook Editions from this series can be found on: GumRoad
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The Pink Necromancer: The Adventures of Quaraun The Insane aka The Twighlight Manor Series
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**Main characters:** **The Pink Necromancer**, **Quaraun** **(A transman Moon Elf) and his husband** **King Gwallmaiic** **aka** **BoomFuzzy the Unicorn aka The Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, Frost Lich King of Fire Mountain** (A **Phooka/Faerie aka a Faerie Horse Shifter who is sometimes a man and other times a purple pony with a silver horn). BoomFuzzy is King of The UnSeelie Court; Quaraun is his Court Mage;** **GhoulSpawn (not pictured)** **is Quaraun’s apprentice. — — Art by Wendy Christine Allen**

BoomFuzzy is legally blind, but has some vision if something is close enough to him. He can make out blurred versions of things if they are about eight inches from his nose. He can see bright colours, can tell day/light from night/dark. Most of the world is a grey blur to him. He frequently requires help from either Quaraun or GhoulSpawn to get around in strange/unfamiliar places. He sees with the help of AI controlled VR CyberTech Goggles. BoomFuzzy and Quaraun with their crystal skulls. BoomFuzzy’s big fluffy horse tail can be seen in this image. 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen.

GhoulSpawn and Quaraun. TTRPG DnD mini 3d printed figurine designed by Wendy Christine Allen

There are more than a thousand stories about The Pink Necromancer published here on Medium. They are all listed here:

An Alphabetical Index of my 600+ Drabbles, Poems, Kishōtenketsu, & Other Short Fiction on Medium
{The Pink Necromancer Index Part 1- all 600+ stories about Quaraun, BoomFuzzy, & GhoulSpawn can found here} 🌸🦄🌸…medium.com

An Index of everything, everywhere: aka Where did the daily fiction shorts go?
Answering a comment… and giving you an index pinned to my profilemedium.com

Index of Pink Necromancer Fiction on Space Dock 13 (EelKat.com)
Index of Pink Necromancer Fiction on Space Dock 13 (EelKat.com)www.eelkat.com

**IMAGE — 1:** BoomFuzzy as King Gwallmaaic | **IMAGE — 2:** BoomFuzzy the Unicorn: Lich Unicorn form | **IMAGE — 3:** Quaraun with deer in forest | **IMAGE — 4:** Quaraun on Noodle Beach by Black Tower Lighthouse … … 𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ. ་༘࿐˙⋆𓍢ִִ໋♡˖𓍢ִ.. . **Art by** Wendy Christine Allen 🌸💖🦄 aka EelKat 🧿💛🔮👻

The Quaraun Series Prologue
The Quaraun Series Prologuewww.eelkat.com

Meet The Characters:
The Pink Necromancer Index Part 2medium.com

How well do I know Quaraun? — Let’s find out!
RE: Do you ‘know’ Your Fictional Character?medium.com

Faeries vs Elves (In The Quaraun Series)
A Pink Necromancer World Lore Postmedium.com

Bearded Men — Do you write them? Yes, I do. Let’s talk about beards today.
{A Pink Necromancer Lore Post}medium.com

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Interesting update: (July 25, 2025) Medium has declared the following four stories to be “not fit for distribution” and has banned them from showing up in search results… but I have no clue why. Could you please go read them and after reading them, could you leave a comment on each and tell me what if anything you can find in it to cause this? I am clueless as to what it is Medium has found wrong with these stories.

I read and re-read all four of them several times and I simply can not find what is wrong with them.

I have over two thousand stories in this series published here on Medium, and I can not see any way in which these four are different from any of the rest of the series, so I’m not sure what the issue is.

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|Three Wizards and a Lighthouse|

In the year 2525, a comet struck the Moon. Now, in 40th century Maine, Earth is frozen, the Moon is fractured, and UnDead Lobsters are a serious problem. And then there's Quaraun: The Pink Necromancer. Most feared super villain on Earth. Possibly the galaxy. Maybe ever. But all he wants is tea, silk embroidery, and a calm evening in his lighthouse.

BoomFuzzy, the Unicorn Lich King of the UnSeelie Court, is Quaraun's dead husband. Technically dead. Officially terrifying. Unofficially the best baker left in the apocalypse.

GhoulSpawn, their brilliant, baffled companion, fell through time from 1978 and never found the way home. Now he juggles tech repairs, running from zombies, and being madly in love with the two most dangerous men of the apocalypse.

This is a collection of short stories. Quiet ones. Weird ones. Possibly haunted ones. Mostly, it's about what happens when the end of the world knocks… and someone still has to do the laundry.

Follow Quaraun at home in his shape-shifting eldritch Black Tower Lighthouse, as he tries (and fails) to enjoy peace, quiet, and pearls while fending off monsters, memories, and the occasional MerMan.

|Three Wizards and a Lighthouse by Wendy Christine Allen - 101 illustrated short stories available on Kindle, paperback, or hardcover.|

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