It’s time for #RainbowSnippets! On Saturdays, the participants over up six sentences of GLBT fiction. It can be their own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be GLBT. To see a wide variety of remarkable GLBT fiction, check it out!
Mine is a little over six sentences. It’s from my recently completely Camp NaNoWriMo project, ‘On the Other Side of the Mask’. (Although my Inner Editor keeps poking at me, mumbling we’re not finished yet, before we’re ready to submit this.)
Freedom. It was a dangerous word, but one he loved to think about, secretly, in his heart. His eyes darted from the small, skinny shapes of the other church wards, only to be drawn, as if by magic to a pair of blue green eyes.
Shelley was watching him. When their eyes met, the tiny smile upon the other boy’s lips grew. It tempted Byron’s own mouth to twitch and bend, until it yielded in an answering smile.
No. He wouldn’t yield his smile to Shelley, not so quickly. Not yet.