It’s Saturday, time for #RainbowSnippets! Participants share six sentences of GLBT fiction. It can be your own. It can be someone else’s. It just needs to be GLBT.
I recently finished an extended draft of ‘On the Other Side of the Mask’, only to realize it’s too short for Lethe Press’s general submissions. I’m working on extending it. One of the things I did was add a prologue. Below an introductory blurb are the first six lines of the prologue.
In the city of Paradise, orphans who can sing belong to the church. The only thing they can choose is their name. Choosing the names of rebel poets from another world, however, can attract undue attention. Singing your own songs, instead of Paradise’s hymns is forbidden. Doing forbidden things is dangerous. For the agents of Paradise are always watching and the agents of Paradise are always hungry.
“If only this adult body was nothing more than a mask!” This was unreal. Opening his mouth, only to let out that awful croak. What had happened to his voice?
“You’re becoming a man,” his teacher had said, gruffly. Color flamed in each cheek, as he turned his back on his former favorite. “Go. There’s no place for you here.”