Friday, May 7, 2010

"Peter And The Snow Demon" Page 58

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7 comments:

Unknown said...

Trippy! I don't feel as disoriented as Peter, but close.

Um the Muse said...

The Snow Demon is secretly the ghost of Christmas' Future?
That vision was remarkably logical, lol.
Well, I guess it is good news that Dill and Peter could actually wake up

Seaspray said...

where's a lightsaber when you need one? :P

Imagine Gwen will be along with a tauntaun soon anyway

Also awesome fake out with the funeral thing... I almost thought I'd missed a page

Anonymous said...

That is hands-down the most disturbing opening of any page in this entire series. Well done. :-)

WV: cookul: the mental state one reaches after having to cook a large and complex meal for a large number of guests, based on the subjective feeling that one has just spent 10 to the power of 100 hours in the kitchen.

daymon34 said...

Well that was a bad dream, but at least a splitting headache means he is still alive.

And I agree with Seaspay, Peter needs a lightsaber about now.

AnakMoon said...

I'm just worried what his yell will bring since mr. loudmouth bodinski was whispering

and it wasn't that I wasn't posting I havnt had time to read here. Caught up in less then a day though!

Darren said...

Todd -
Yaaay! Intended effect reached!

I was contemplating ending the page at the end of funeral scene, but that didn't really seem fair...

Um the Muse -
God Bless Us Every One!

Seaspray -
Haha! This will actually be a point of discussion soon...the lightsaber, I mean...

misslynx -
WHOA, that's pretty disturbing!

Thanks! (I think...)

daymon34 -
And the Force, too.

AnakMoon -
Well, good to know you're back!

That was probably a lot of reading in one day...

V-word: funnily enough, it is tonterr.

Misspelling, now popularized into common usage, of someone who makes fun of tauntauns.
"Hey, tauntaun, want a carrot? Can't have have it! Nyah, nyah! Curly-horned mama's boy! (Crunch) Mmm, what a good carrAAAAAAIEEEEEE!"

THWACK

"Mrrmyrrreemmyyyreeemmrrrryeeem crunch crunch" (sound of tauntaun kicking tonterr and eating left-behind carrot)