False Dawn #4: “Consequence of Love”
Part Three of Three: Let There Be
Comic Book Script-Plot for 22 Pages
Devin Leigh Michaels
Lance may be at the end of his fifteenth lifetime as Lasantra holds him captive for the Skadoian Lord, and Ral has an important decision to make when he learns the truth about Immortals.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
False Dawn #4: “Consequence of Love” Part Three Short Story Edition
False Dawn #4: “Consequence of Love”
Part Three of Three: Let There Be
Short Story Edition
Devin Leigh Michaels
SHILOH, TENNESSEE
STILL LATER
Dusk engulfs Lance sooner than he would have liked, i.e. never. Held firmly by Lasantra’s, he waits impatiently. The bonds tighten to cut off his circulation, and his sweat shirt tears to reveal his tattoos.
“Maldita sea. Tabarnak. Brengsek. Blei. Fan,” he mutters before finally calling out. “Hey, I’d like a little service here.”
Lasantra appears bored as she sits upon Catherine’s stone, her legs crossed regally. “Petulant child.”
“Oh, flattery? What’s the occasion?”
The female Skodian Warrior hardly pays him attention as she forms a nail file from the shadows and tends to her fingernails. “Be quiet, or I’ll simply kill you.”
Lance blinks. “Why don’t you? I’m just so adorable?”
“My lord wants you alive.”
“Wanted: Alive? Do I complete his Bingo Board of Immortals?”
Lasantra swept her hand, and a tentacle slaps over Lance’s mouth. “You are the board.”
Part Three of Three: Let There Be
Short Story Edition
Devin Leigh Michaels
SHILOH, TENNESSEE
STILL LATER
Dusk engulfs Lance sooner than he would have liked, i.e. never. Held firmly by Lasantra’s, he waits impatiently. The bonds tighten to cut off his circulation, and his sweat shirt tears to reveal his tattoos.
“Maldita sea. Tabarnak. Brengsek. Blei. Fan,” he mutters before finally calling out. “Hey, I’d like a little service here.”
Lasantra appears bored as she sits upon Catherine’s stone, her legs crossed regally. “Petulant child.”
“Oh, flattery? What’s the occasion?”
The female Skodian Warrior hardly pays him attention as she forms a nail file from the shadows and tends to her fingernails. “Be quiet, or I’ll simply kill you.”
Lance blinks. “Why don’t you? I’m just so adorable?”
“My lord wants you alive.”
“Wanted: Alive? Do I complete his Bingo Board of Immortals?”
Lasantra swept her hand, and a tentacle slaps over Lance’s mouth. “You are the board.”
Saturday, March 13, 2010
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