It’s finally Friday, and as much as I may neglect my posting in the name of NaNoWriMo, there’s just no way I can give the Fictioneers a skip, so let’s get to it:
Read, comment, and have a great weekend!
Gudrun and Knut
The storm raged and the grey winter crept toward the cabin, until the wind blasted the windows with ice and all was sealed within.
Gudrun trembled.
“What comes in this storm, Knut?” he asked. The dog stared curiously, his tail low and still. “What gods or monsters hide in the white?”
Gudrun and Knut had been walking the trail when the storm first came; now they had been days without food.
Behind the icy window, shapes lurched and slid – black but also white, and all the shades between. Their sharp smiles and sad frowns flashed like lights through the ice.
“Let’s go walking,” Gudrun said. Knut made no reply.
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I’m with Knut–except for the whole no-food thing. I’d prefer to stay inside, too. I really like your second-to-the-last paragraph.
Hi Brian,
Gods and monsters are pretty good eating. Tastes just like chicken. Sometimes it’s eat or be eaten. Ron
Maybe Knut knows that, like Scott of the Antarctic, they may be some time? Well told as ever, tight and vivid.
Love the choice of names. To us in Sweden, Gudrun rings a certain bell as it was a damaging winter storm about 10 years ago. But I agree with Ron, monsters taste better than Knut.
I’m with Knut! You do a good job of getting Knut to speak with his tail. And I like the juxtaposition of “sharp smiles” and “sad frowns.” Sets the mood well.
Also the shapes the “lurched” and “slid”! Very connotative verbs!
Days without food…I hope Gudrun doesn’t eat Knut or visa versa.
Dear Brian,
You captured winter well here. Love the names, too.
Aloha,
Doug
Could change ‘lets go walking’, to ‘lets go hunting’. I do quite like the casualness of lets go walking though, when its like, obviously not a walk in the park. Enjoy the gods or monsters paradox.
Very well written, Brian. I like the image of the shapes, black, white and shades in between. And, the idea of monsters hiding in the white. Great!
The first sentence sets the whole thing off…”raged” and “crept”…very nice. A fine piece of work. Always a pleasure to read your work.
Tom