Welcome to Rainbow Snippets! Every Saturday, six sentences of LGBTQ+ fiction are posted and shared. They can be your own. They can be someone else’s. They just need to be LGBTQ+.
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For mine, Unwilling to Be Yours picks up where it left off on #QueerBlogWed…
“What was that?” I almost squeaked.
Cracks streaked through the painting, sending paths of gleaming white through the dark blue, the purple, and flecks of ruby.
I’d never noticed them before. The lines stood out with a menacing brightness.
“Damian.” Christopher’s voice was hushed, but the longing in it seemed to linger in the air.
Peter: I *really* don’t like this painting!
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Interesting. Why do I sense danger approaching?
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Good instincts!
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The last line is heartbreaking. Christopher is so lonely without him.
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I got goosebumps reading this. Not sure I’ll like what’s coming next…
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:)=
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Thank you. He is…I was hoping to get that across.
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Uh-oh. Menacing? I wonder what it is?
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(covers my mouth to keep from cackling maniacally) :)=…ow! (Peter just whacked me from inside my imagination) 🙂
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LOL. Double Uh-oh! ❤️
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For some reason that feels properly spooky to me….
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Thank you! To Peter, it’s all spooky…:)=
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I have a bad feeling about this.
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:)=
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