Indigo Masqurade97: By the way, who is the giant in Bowman Lost? It’s not Jacob, and I don’t believe it’s Dean… is it one of Jacob’s friends, Chase or Bobby?
Indigo Masqurade97: It’s frustrating! 😛
Neon: Bowman Lost has been a fun one to write. To answer the question, it’s not a human anyone knows
Phoenix: That means its not Logan, at least!

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:

“Well, Bowman, let’s get going,” the giant said, putting a teasing sort of emphasis on Bowman’s name. The tupperware soared into the air. Bowman’s heart tried to stay behind.

“Please,” he said, for the first time since he’d begun his shouting at the giant. Now, his voice was reedy and quiet. “Please just let me go.”

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:


Bowman shouted more curses at the huge wingless man, and slammed his hands against all sides of his cage. He rustled his wings and tried to tackle the walls, but nothing he did had any effect. The giant stuck to its word, too, gathering its things and ignoring Bowman’s cries for release. He could only follow its blurry shape with his gaze and not once did the giant answer, though it glanced his way several times.

Angry tears stung his eyes again, and Bowman brushed them away on his sleeve. He didn’t have the time to feel sorry for himself. He faced the terrifying thought of leaving his home trapped by something big enough to fit him in its mouth. He was so small.

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:

Bowman lurched to his feet and pressed his hands against the lid, but his strength was no match for the giant. It snapped into place so loudly that he thought his eardrums might have popped. Bowman could only see vague shapes tinted red through that lid.

Everything else around him was the same, except tinted grey. Bowman was stuck inside a container barely half the width of his wingspan.

“Let me out right now! ” he demanded, slapping his hands against the lid above him.

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:

A tent, colossal enough to fit the giant and made out of a strange shiny cloth sat nearby. The ground was scattered with things Bowman couldn’t stare at long enough to name. He only saw enough to know they were big and alien to him. His eyes lingered on a rough circle of ashes filled charred wood. The remains of a fire.

The giant had built a fire, and recently. Bowman thanked the Spirit that he hadn’t ended up cooking on the flames.

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:

Bowman let out a cough when the thumb tightened against him and then shoved him upwards along the palm without any warning, and then the fist closed around his body from the waist down. No matter how much he kicked his legs and pushed against the index finger curled in front of him, he couldn’t escape. That pulse surrounded him and the heat from the giant’s skin encased his lower half.

The giant snagged one of Bowman’s frantic wings in a pinch grip to hold it still. It twitched and Bowman tried to pull it free, but he might as well be trying to push a tree over. The giant was too strong and Bowman’s heart pounded with the worry that it would only take one little tug for the giant to lame him for life. “You’re okay, little guy. I’m not gonna hurtcha.” The giant’s dismissive reassurance rumbled around him.

“Just imagine my great relief,” Bowman shot back despite his fear. “Let go of my wing and let go of me! How many times to I have to say it?”

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:

The giant’s mouth twitched. “This knife isn’t for you, little guy,” he said gently. “It’s for the strings. I don’t wanna try untying anything and pinching you.”

With the explanation, the giant decided to move again regardless of what Bowman had to say about it. The knife closed in, and Bowman wriggled like a worm to try to keep away from it. It was in vain. The thumb resting over him was more than enough to immobilize his chest, and the rest of him was hindered by the tangled ropes. He couldn’t avoid it.

Bowman Lost Excerpt

neonthewrite:

Bowman heard the sounds of things clattering together, but they didn’t sound like anything he recognized. Finally, after an age, the hand opened and allowed the sunlight to fall on Bowman and the breeze to cool him after his long time stuck.

There was a knife in the giant’s other hand.

Bowman released a cry of horror and moved to roll himself over on the hand, give himself a chance to crawl away and escape.