Owning Beauty

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Liana Mir

Liana Mir reads, writes, and wrangles the muses from her mundane home in the Colorado Rockies and, occasionally, from the other side of the Barrier.

Series Listing

16 — 02. Summer

When the Clock Strikes Midnight

16 — 02. Summer through 03. Autumn

Wake and Thrive

16 — 03. Autumn through 17 — 01. Spring

Its Own Absolution

16 — 03. Late Autumn

After the Grief

16 — 03. Late Autumn

Battery Acid

17 — 02. Summer

Accounting for Redemption

17 — 02. Summer

Counting Heartbeats

18 — 01. Spring

Song Between the Waking and the Dreaming

20 — 04. Winter

Echoes of Anchor Lost

21 — 01. Spring

Don’t Remind Me That It’s Over

21 — 02. Summer


21— 02 Summer through 22 — 01 Spring

Name Me Another (or Glass Angel, Redux)

22 — 01. Spring

Glass Angel

22 — 01. Spring

Pause the Sonata

22 — 02. Summer

Without a Reason

22 — 03. Autumn

Learning Legato

23 — 02. Summer

Acceptable Cost

23 — 02. Summer

History Lesson on the Night Train

23 — 03. Autumn

Abyss Looking Back

23 — 03. Autumn

Collateral Damage

23 — 03. Autumn

Five Reasons I Love You

23 — 03. Autumn

Little Things

23 — 03. Autumn

Owning Beauty

23 — 04. Winter

Dream the Dance

23 — 04. Winter

Snow Day

24 — 02. Summer

As the River Breathes

AU 21 — 04. Winter

Normal written in coffee grounds

Owning Beauty

She has never been beautiful.

Ashen has never experienced being beautiful—until tonight.

23 — 03. Autumn
Kingdoms and Thorn Science Fiction Romance
Flash Fiction Short Story

Ashen had never dressed up for a man before, never put on this cream-colored gown with silken texture and pearlescent hues. She had never secured her plain black hair in an upward swirl with a golden comb or seen beauty in the face of a mirror. She looked upon her own face without smiling and wondered at herself for doing all this now.

“Are you sure you know how to play this?” Pieter’s voice drifted into her bedroom from out front where she had left him. “I thought you were a piano teacher.”

Ashen studied her expression in the glass, then sighed and affixed her pearl earrings. In for a bar, in for the song. She stepped out into her apartment living room to see Pieter ever so carefully setting the violin back down on her glass table.

“Sometimes you surpri—” He looked up at that moment and faltered to silence. Pieter had never seen her beautiful.

“Is my playing surprising?” Ashen asked plainly. She had loved music from her childhood, from before she had any opportunity of making it a vocation. She had loved the violin when first Red Wolf showed her how to play it and loved the piano when he bought one for her music book and taught her to turn lines and bars into notes. Red Wolf was leader and brother to her in one and he had loved it when she played.

Pieter shook his head, still seeming dazed. “No. Just… your versatility, I suppose.”

He did not sound very convincing, but Ashen let it go. She had never had a man lose his silver tongue around her either and the sensation was not entirely unpleasant. In fact, the edges of a smile began to glimmer about her mouth as she picked up her wrap and let him help her into it. His hands lingered as he did before he finally handed her the violin to put in its case for carrying.

“I look forward to meeting your family,” he said cautiously, rightly presuming he was on trial this evening.

She turned to him and realized suddenly she was still smiling and that her smile was not practice. It was not because a smile was called for but because it had simply happened while she wasn’t paying attention. “I’ll play a song for you tonight,” she said, and then she turned away and walked outside, waiting a moment for him to compose himself enough to follow.


Kingdoms and Thorn Science Fiction Romance

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