Hello and welcome to Weekend Writing Warriors, the blog hop where writers from a wide variety of genres share from their work in excerpts of ten sentences or less. I’ve been off the grid for a while, doing a lot of traveling, and when not traveling, recovering from traveling. My last jaunt was to Los Angeles for the World Fantasy 2019 convention, which was awesome. I have a new goal: to have Snow finished in time for Salt Lake City next year! I might submit to one of the mainstream publishers like Tor now that things are loosening up for writers of LGBTQ fantasy, or I might just publish it myself, depending on how much frustration and rejection I’m in the mood for when the time comes.
So on to the snippet. In case you’re new to the story, Snow is a reimagined fairy tale based on the tale of Snow White. I’ve jumped ahead a bit from my last post; Prince Gabriel and the huntsman Falkner have been separated from the main hunting party, and are tracking a deer on their own. Gabriel would rather not kill anything, but alas, fate has its own ideas.
Gabriel rested his hand against a tree trunk and peered intently into the distance, trying once again to see what the huntsman did. A flicker of motion caught his attention and his breath caught as a large stag lifted its head from where it had been nibbling on grass.
This was no ordinary deer. Its coat was pure white and Gabriel wondered how he had failed to see the magnificent creature immediately. Then the deer stepped out of the pocket of weak light it stood in and the white coat faded to gray, rippling with streaks of silver. The beast lowered its head again, a great mass of antlers scraping the limbs above and releasing a shower of red leaves. Gabriel counted nine…ten points: a larger rack than any currently mounted in the great feast hall.
Time slowed and stretched as they lurked in the shadows without moving or uttering a sound, until Falkner elbowed him lightly in the arm. This was a hunt, not a zoological tour, and the arrival of a white deer was surely auspicious. Gabriel imagined the fanfare and excited soothsaying that would accompany this kill.
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 and along the border of the Black Forest, magical denizens are on the move. 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 power afoot? A forced flight into the Black Forest may expose ancient magic at work, if Gabriel can survive long enough to uncover it.
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Yes, but can he actually do it? I’m so curious as to what happens next! Great snippet!
Eek, will he actually kill it?
Even around here, when an albino deer is in the area–people talk about it, and most hunters won’t shoot them because there’s the old superstition about bad luck associated with it.
Fanfare and excited soothsaying, yes . . . but does he really want to kill the deer?
He is the kind of man who will protect the deer if necessary. Wonderful snippet, my friend.
I have a feeling it wouldn’t be a great idea to shoot this deer. Great snippet
Oh dear, difficult choice looming ahead. Very effective scene setting! Great snippet…
Certainly a coup for him but a difficult choice to make.
Nooo. He can’t kill that deer. Great tension in this scene.
Will he do it? I feel that, if he does, it’ll be the start of everything going sideways.