The Stone Flower (Lesbian Russian Romance)
ter of the Copper Mountain. His eyes shone like patinated coins, and
weight of the years had glued them firm and hard. The green armor left room for his supple joint
dly, twirling stroganoff noodles on
he miscreant off? One day, Katya, you will become head of the Copper Gu
the potatoes in the creamy chicken mush, then slurped some stroga
for a Copper Woman,” Rubenya
t Rasputin
l, Katydid! So, you will set off bottle rockets?
sleeve. “It doesn’t matter, dedushka. We’re busy now.” Her mouth
grew. Prokovitch said the Lizard Ladies had trapped ages of stonecutters below, carving immortal stone flowers. I didn’t like to dwell o
ed, attacking a bird with a giant
es. All Azovka had to do was snap her fingers, and then the movement lit th
et in the snow, drinking medovuka
she asked, turning to me, her jade green eye
r us to be fri
chite casket? A bond between you
made moony eyes. “That i
t want to marry anyone. How can you stand it, Ka
Guard’s daughter, and a Copper Guard I will become. I need a wealthy husband to ensure the Copper Guard
ld you marry him? You l
a patch of cabbage atop Copper Mo
” I
,” came a fa
I exclaimed, appalled. Who could da
onsent, odd girl? Prokovitch sen
ball in her throat, her
!” I frothed at the mouth, flustered. I threw a rock over Danilo’s scrawny shoulder – Prokovitch had dres
s are
ed, smoothing her skirt. “We wer
hoosers,” I instructed Danilo, my fondness at his oddly angled limbs and so
o him. The next day, Danilo ate lunch with us, and Danilo atten
h the Zoryas, and Prokovitch had made us brie and ciabatta sandwiches – a rare delicacy, but Prokovitch was the richest man in tow
Azovka – I never had a mind for strategy games, but Copper Men’s minds churned
e board. Danilo moved his horse and trapped Azovka’s queen. But Azovka moved a pawn strat
irrels,” I sighed to Azovka, clearing the board. We nibble
vitch smiled, elegantly caressing a piece
hispered to a lizard. Dan
ousity, after I had cleaned up the chess and dishes
chelangelo,
Teacher Alina’s textbooks,” I said.
He gave me a small oval of polished ameth
was enchanting some malachite into a living
coiled serpent. I cut myself a few times, and A
d found us piled in puddles of bearskin by the
as lamblings,” Dani
you,” I said. I hand
asked, impressed. “Is this an insult?
e as bent as Satan, and wicked as a
ds forever, Katya? You are o
as you do
promise. I would f
ou live in H
morbid t
just a
ska
a funn
l I know. Yes, Katyushka. I’d live in Hell for you, save you from Hell, and I am going to make
vite as big as a jug, half-hewn. “I am learning to make stone thrum wit
agreed. “Only Coppe
tya. I love Azovka, but she needs a Rockefeller, or a European prince. We are of the same stock, you and I, and you’d ma
u – you want
omeday, we will have five sons and six daughters, and you will be the next Copper Guard, and I will be the next Stonecutter. The Romanovs will prevail, and life behind the Malachite Wa
at shal
ovka saf
n his hay bale, holding hands, and carv
ot want t
anted to
hings we desire are