Snips And Snails #4

         

          Hi all!  Hope everyone is enjoying their weekend and for those of us in the U.S., having a great Fourth of July celebration filled with barbecues, fireworks, and family fun.  What goes better with summer holidays that a heaping dose of science fiction and fantasy and what better place to get your fill than over at Science Fiction Fantasy Saturday?!  Make sure you stop by and check out all the great authors who post their work at SciFiFanSat.blogspot.com.  This week’s snippet for me comes from a short story, Snips And Snails, which explores how we view fear as society evolves.  In the previous snippets, we met up with a captive monster and found out his captor was a small boy and his closet the creature’s prison.  This week, we have the first real interaction between the two.
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          “Its high moon, bloodling, and one your age should be in slumber.”           Oblivious to the creature’s reprimand, the boy dragged him across the room.                      “Don’t be such a wuss.  Come on, I want to show you something.”          Wild patches of hair sprouted up and down the creature’s arms, legs, and shoulders with a long black tuft banded behind its head.  Well-muscled and scarred arms hung down to its knees with leather strappings wrapped around each wrist and across the bare orange skin of its chest.  A massively wide head, home to two rows of sharpened teeth, frowned as the mismatched duo stopped near the boy’s computer.          “Didn’t I tell you boys don’t wear dresses?”          The creature stared down at the animal skin wrapped around its waist and bound at the center with a blackened snake skull that had been passed down to him from his father.
          “It is more of a kilt, bloodling.”
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          I hope you enjoyed the snippet and comments are always welcome and appreciated.