Sunday, 12 December 2010

Sample Sunday: Christmas at Barnaby's

Since it is now technically Sunday, I figured I'd take advantage of #SampleSunday and post a sample here.  This is a rough scene from a short story in progress derived from a novel just newly into the editing stages.  And yes, that is all the context I'm giving you.  For now.  And now, I hope you enjoy them as much as I've enjoyed bringing them to you:

The Faerie mummers from Christmas at Barnaby's

They were watching the mummers, Michael sitting at Barnaby's feet. Isabell sat before Tristianne, her arms around Lisa. It was, to say the least, an entertaining show.
“My Lord,” said Michael, “are you quite certain hiring the Faeries for this was such a good idea?”
Barnaby raised an eyebrow. “We always hire Faeries. Besides which, where else could we find mummers these days, particularly ones who will perform in the Realm?”
Michael shook his head slowly. “I suppose, my Lord. It's just that this here is the strangest Herod I've ever seen.”
Lisa looked more closely at the Faerie cavorting before them. She wasn't sure what the creature looked like it might be, but she definitely couldn't see how Michael had gotten the biblical king out of it. “Herod? How d'you figure?”
“Who else would the villain be?” said Michael, as though it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Lisa watched the Faerie a while longer as it pantomimed running off the end of a cliff like Wile E. Coyote.
“Michael,” she said, “you might not have watched any TV, but between this and the carollers back there, I think these Faeries have.”
Isabell giggled and the Daemons smiled while Michael just shook his head again. “Strangest Herod ever,” he repeated.