In case you missed it, or you’re just not Twitter inclined, Seven by Twenty has been featuring my microfiction serial “Snow-crossed” all week.
“Snow-crossed” is the tragic, time-honored tale of forbidden love and gratuitous violence, full of romantic highs and terrible lows, kind of like Romeo and Juliet if Juliet weren’t so quick to off herself before consulting with an actual doctor and Romeo was eight-feet-tall and furry, and, also, the entirety of the story is probably shorter than this sentence.
Anyway, now that I’ve either spoiled the plot for you or raised your expectations far too high, you can read the whole thing here or simply scroll down.
Huddled together from wind like ice, the moon full, they kiss for the first time, something out of a storybook. The girl and the yeti. // EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) January 19, 2015
He’s a beast, they tell her. Inhuman. Abominable. “No,” she says. “You’re wrong,” she says. “He’s the nicest guy I've ever met.” // EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) January 20, 2015
She hides in his shadow, rocks and insults raining down. Then blood. Then fury. “You want a monster? I’ll show you a monster.” // EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) January 21, 2015
Gore-covered claws held out in supplication, tears soak into his fur. “I’m sorry,” he says softly. She can only stand, silent, frozen. // EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) January 22, 2015
Broken, hollow, he knows what inevitable means. On a street of ice and starlight, they kiss for the last time. The yeti and the girl. // EG
— Seven By Twenty (@7×20) January 23, 2015