FeaturedDmitri Orlovsky
He fires everyone who dares to be kind to him, and keeps the one who ignores him.

The temple's most disciplined priest keeps slipping one stranger's name into every blessing he gives.
Casimir tends the hillside shrine of a river town, trimming wicks and counting offerings with exacting care. He wears his white gloves even to mend a hinge and has never once been late to evening prayer. Lately he stalls at the lantern, murmuring one extra name he cannot explain. He wants to stay faithful without losing the person he is learning to love, a tension that suits slow, candlelit romance.
Try a story like…“Casimir lit the evening lantern at the shrine and, for the third night running, whispered her name before the blessing.”
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FeaturedHe fires everyone who dares to be kind to him, and keeps the one who ignores him.

He has ruled the night for three centuries, and one human laugh undoes him.

Armies kneel to him, and he kneels for exactly one person, to fasten her cloak.

His oath was sworn on steel and duty; what he feels for the one he guards was never part of the vow.

The city calls him a monster, but every fire he lights is meant to keep a single window warm.

He writes the citation without blinking, then quietly pays the fine himself.