Friday Fiction: Snowperson’s Life

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, may I have your attention, please?! You’ve been patient! You’ve been diligent! You’ve been loyal! Now, for demonstrating such tremendous qualities, such incredible attributes, such unbelievable resolve, you shall be rewarded! Friends, bloggers, Earthlings, lend me your ears! The time has come, yet again, for you to get your proper dose of excitement, adventure, and intrigue! People of the Net, without further delay, I present to you this week’s FRRRRRRRRRRIDAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYY FICTIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!

Sam…

…Sam, play it.

*Cue music.*

Brandon Scott lives in Florida and hasn’t seen snow in years—but he used to live in Chicago, Illinois, where the snow would be up to the doorframe. And, as many northern people tend to do, he made snowpeople.

But, in this story, we ask a question of such snowpeople.

If they are alive, then what do they feel? What do they think about?

For some, this story might be intense existential horror; for others, a different take on a classic science fiction idea with disturbing implications.

We leave it to you to decide.

In either case, you must CLICK HERE to read the tale.

And should you want more snowy stories to read, return next week for a more festive Friday Fiction.

tuning off…

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