Audience and Genre: Adult fantasy/romantic fantasy
Logline When a woman falls for a man who’s been condemned to travel backward in time through their romance, she must defy the Time God to break the curse before the man she loves is erased from her life and time itself.
Entry
Joric dissolved in the usual way, like a sandcastle at high tide.
The bow-fronted shop corner blanched and fell apart in blotches, and the racket of carriage wheels and hooves grew distant. A tranquil second passed.
The darkness shattered, and the resonant echoes of horseshoes striking the road turned rhythmic. Slower, but harder around the edges.
A train. Oh, shit.
Blobby spheres of light along a canopy of woody brown. A long row of blurry red geometry. Joric’s brain identified the interior of a corridor coach a half second before his thighs slammed into the hardwood top rail of one of the seats.
He doubled over the seat back into the adjacent bay and spilled onto the cushions like an overturned barrel of fish, banging both knees on the way down.
When the air returned to his lungs, he used it for a bout of lunatic laughter. He’d displeased the Time God. More than usual.
The train lurched, as if unsatisfied with his soft landing. The lights flickered, flared, and settled.
Joric wrestled his bruised body into a sitting position and blinked until his surroundings came into focus. Red velvet seats. Mahogany ceiling panels. Gas lamps in pendant fixtures. First class. How delightfully contrary.
On the opposite aisle, a few seats forward, the severe eyes of a blond woman in frilly blue glared at him from behind a book. Not one of his most subtle entrances, but she wasn’t screaming, so she must have missed the first couple of seconds.
He flashed a humorless grin, and the woman’s gaze retreated back to the pages.
Joric straightened his spine and extended one leg, then the other, biting his tongue to stifle a groan. Walking was going to hurt, but he didn’t think anything was broken.
Nothing physical, anyway.
The familiar ache found him again, freed from the disorientation of the skip, now more open wound than ache.
His hand drifted into the inner pocket of his coat in search of Fion’s note. He retrieved it, brushed away a fine bit of lint clinging to his name, and unfolded it.
The paper was fragile after so many months next to his body. Its edges had gone soft, and pinstriped light showed through the worn center crease. The once-black ink was now sepia brown, but the numbers and words were as legible as they’d been the day Fion penned them.
20th of Wintersebb, 1023. 3 days. Books & Remedies.
The last date on the list.
He traced each letter with a fingertip, looking for some small change in the script. An odd slant in the ampersand. An altered flourish in the T.
Every detail was the same. Every loop, every punctuation mark, every change in pressure, each one identical to the one in his memory.
Nothing ever changes. He wasn’t sure if that was consoling or devastating.
“Your ticket, please.”
Joric startled. The train guard stood at his elbow, his stiff black railroad cap pulled too far down his forehead, eyes narrowed, plump hand palm up. Joric closed his eyes and muttered a curse. “I haven’t got one,” he said.
“Then I’ll have you pay or get off my train, sir.” The guard’s mustache bobbed, thick and contemptuous.
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- Descriptions are vivid and detailed. Whether the world is real or imaginary, it feels like I’m really there.
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