Amalaric invites us to share his fantasies in a place where dreams and reality converge in his hot new series "Bedtime Stories"!

Bedtime Stories: Introduction
Story & Art by Amalaric
Series: Bedtime Stories

Perchance-to-dreamThere is a magic time when the swollen sun dips below the horizon and the sky deepens to a shade indeterminate; somewhere between iridescent blue, royal purple, and the black of fine velvet…or oiled leather, and in that space everything obvious begins, at first almost imperceptible, to slow down while other things, less obvious- things of shadows or a different, more ruddy kind of light- gain awaited momentum. It is a rambling time of mysterious syntax, transitioning excitement or anxiety or a little of each from the workaday to repose and relaxation, office to home or the other way around, like one season melting into another on the terrible edge of solstice or equinox. All of that, however, is only the beginning.

As one and then two and then three billion (but who is really counting?) stars wink coldly to life and the sky finally makes up its mind to sinuous black, fires both archaic and modern are lit. In our ancestors’ times it was the signal to draw the shutters and bolt the doors, well, for some at least…as those inside gathered for stories. Those bold enough to adventure outside or ride the inward gaze past fear or expectation into the night…they were the ones who acted out the archetypal plots and eventually told the original tales spun from the raw thread of memory! It could be risky business.

Many years ago Hamlet said it well- ‘…that is the question: Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous fortune or to take arms against a sea of troubles and by opposing end them. To... sleep...and by a sleep to say we end the heartache, and the thousand natural shocks that flesh is heir to. 'Tis a consummation devoutly to be wished...To sleep--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub, for in that sleep...what dreams may come when we have shuffled off this mortal coil, must give us pause...For who would bear the whips and scorns of time, th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely, the pangs of despised love, the law's delay, the insolence of office, and the spurns that patient merit of th' unworthy takes, when he himself might his quietus make with a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear, to grunt and sweat under a weary life...’ And so it goes. I know, Hamlet (if he looked like the youngish Mel Gibson) needed a prolonged wakeup call somewhere in the annals of GayBondageFiction but one has to admit (in that strange twilight hour) that he had a point. No, it isn’t always easy, but it can be fun...and dreaming is, well, a decidedly mixed bag- pain or pleasure...or something in between, both perhaps???

This ‘story’ is about dreams, or at least the fodder that makes them in a last ditch effort as the eyes droop- once again, that odd in between space- toward the other world while the ear is still weirdly tuned to some very special bedtime stories... Each manip and shred of text stands on its own. No two vignettes are related...unless your drooping eyes are still, somehow, able to see some nearly invisible thread. I’m not going to bitch about the lack of comments because I realize that you are in that soporific space of fantasy paralysis where comments may not happen. (Try to wait until at least after ten in the evening before reading!!) It doesn’t matter in the least. Of course, that being said, comments are certainly appreciated as always- let’s face it; they do ‘grease the wheels’. These stories will only take place at night- and that seems fitting- but there is a broad spectrum there; first shade of sunset until pearly light of all counts in terms of the dreamscape and, yeah, bedtime stories happen all over the place, whether you are an old fart that hits the sack at nine or a party animal that fools himself into thinking he never does at all. The witching hour has become rather elastic in post-modern parlance and, I hope that here, there may be something for everyone...




1 Comment

  1. scotts60143 - June 14, 2016, 6:11 pm

    A story by Amalaric, with artwork to match…can’t wait to read more!!! Glad you found your way over to GBF!!

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