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I’m sharing from my current work in progress, a reimagined fairy tale inspired by Snow White. Talking mirrors, surly dwarves, and possibly poisoned apples all to appear soon! Well, soon in writer time, meaning between a few months and, um, many months.
In this scene, our hero, Prince Gabriel (nicknamed Snow by his brother) is reuniting with his brother Tristan after a long absence. You can read last week’s snippet here.
Gabriel stood his ground, returned the embrace, and silently gave thanks that his brother, although soused, was in a good mood.
“Three years!” Tristan shouted in his ear. He pushed Gabriel back and held him at arm’s length. His watery gaze sharpened and he peered into Gabriel’s face intently, as if he’d been informed this wasn’t his brother in his arms, but a changeling. “It’s been too long.”
“Yes,” Gabriel said, although under his brother’s withering inspection, he guessed it wasn’t nearly long enough.
“You’ve gotten taller,” Tristan said accusingly, and then as suddenly as a summer storm passing, a twinkle sparked in his eye and he was once again the affectionate brother. “But not as tall me, that’s all that matters.” He squeezed Gabriel’s biceps so hard it would surely leave bruises. “Grown some muscle, put on a little weight—don’t have to worry about you blowing away like a feather anymore, I see.”
Blurb-in-progress for Snow, a reimagined fairy tale:
Following the death of his mother the Queen, Prince Gabriel is called home by his brother, now King. Gabriel hopes for a reconciliation with his estranged brother, but all is not well at Castle Rosenthal. King Tristan has fallen under the sway of a scheming alchemist, the magical denizens of the bordering Black Forest are on the move, and Gabriel begins to fear for his life. Is the handsome huntsman in on a plot to assassinate him, or is there an even darker, more evil force afoot? A forced flight into the Black Forest may expose ancient powers at work, if Gabriel can survive long enough to uncover them.
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I’m curious about the direction the king’s observations. What, exactly, is he getting at?
He might be just a little bit threatened by his younger brother. Reasons why coming soon.
Well, if those aren’t some backhanded compliments. Nice snippet.
Tristan seems to have moments of lucidity, even if he’s drunk. His backhanded compliments (as Fallon says) are like barbs, digging under Gabriel’s skin. Good snippet.
I can really sense his drunkenness. And Gabriel’s cautiousness. I’m curious as to what will happen next in this scene.
Definitely not a warm welcome. Seems like Tristan’s already got some dark thoughts about his brother.
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