The SnowRoss S. Simon Here is an excerpt from Ross S. Simon's inaugural horror novel, "The Snow." Mythology? What part would snows have explicitly played in the shenanigans of the devilish Loki? Snow was a perfectly ordi- nary, negotiable action of nature. The Norse gods may even have had a deity representing winter precipitation, though he didn’t know which one exactly. On the other hand, Loki was supposed to be stark-raving mad, so his acts would be ones of totally, literally senseless malice. Perhaps Loki himself would answer all the questions they needed to have answered. Edgersen had to try something to bring him to their attention... The doctor rose and walked to the door out of the room. “Excuse me for just a second, Donald. I need to check...if it’s snowing right now.” The door closed. The room was left silent. An eternity seemed to pass. Holly slowly, menacingly sat up. He looked at the two men by the table. He didn’t smile. Yet. They didn’t have their eyes on him. Two horns stuck out from either side of Holly’s head. Ashlins and Squilder had their gazes riveted on the door. The fools. The horns on Holly’s head grew longer and longer and longer. They wound around and under the table, not touching anything. They were about to plunge into the backs of the two, seated men’s heads, when running footsteps grew louder outside the door. Edgersen burst in. “It is snowing!” The horns started drawing back, as Holly looked toward the doctor with eyes suddenly glowing yellow. Squilder and Ashlins to, and gasped. “Very good, Doctor,” the man-demon said in an echoing voice. The horns stopped retracting at a length of about a meter from his head, curled up and out from the skull in a sort of ornamental way. “You have solicited me. Now, let’s discuss things.” http://www.amazon.com/The-Snow-Ross-S...
Here is an excerpt from Ross S. Simon's inaugural horror novel, "The Snow."
Mythology? What part would snows have explicitly played in the shenanigans of the devilish Loki? Snow was a perfectly ordi- nary, negotiable action of nature. The Norse gods may even have had a deity representing winter precipitation, though he didn’t know which one exactly. On the other hand, Loki was supposed to be stark-raving mad, so his acts would be ones of totally, literally senseless malice.
Perhaps Loki himself would answer all the questions they needed to have answered. Edgersen had to try something to bring him to their attention...
The doctor rose and walked to the door out of the room. “Excuse me for just a second, Donald. I need to check...if it’s snowing right now.”
The door closed.
The room was left silent.
An eternity seemed to pass.
Holly slowly, menacingly sat up.
He looked at the two men by the table.
He didn’t smile. Yet.
They didn’t have their eyes on him.
Two horns stuck out from either side of Holly’s head.
Ashlins and Squilder had their gazes riveted on the door.
The fools.
The horns on Holly’s head grew longer and longer and longer. They wound around and under the table, not touching
anything.
They were about to plunge into the backs of the two, seated
men’s heads, when running footsteps grew louder outside the door.
Edgersen burst in. “It is snowing!”
The horns started drawing back, as Holly looked toward the doctor with eyes suddenly glowing yellow. Squilder and Ashlins to, and gasped.
“Very good, Doctor,” the man-demon said in an echoing voice. The horns stopped retracting at a length of about a meter from his head, curled up and out from the skull in a sort of ornamental way. “You have solicited me. Now, let’s discuss things.”
http://www.amazon.com/The-Snow-Ross-S...