Minorfiction hopes to bring the story of Perseus and Medusa to the Comic Con this October.
We hope to add a sneak peak, the beginning to a longer story at the end.
Merida And The Princess DollMerida and the Princess Doll
By John Paul Dodds
As the cameras stopped rolling, Mickey Mouse came dancing out of the eponymously named House of Mouse.
Some primal mouse instinct warned him and he jumped back a second before a pair of hands reached out of the bush to grab him. “C'mere ye lying wee rodent, ye”. The heavy Scots brogue was instantly recognisable. Mickey backed up as a rather peeved looking Merida clambered out of the bush she'd been hiding in. “Errr... Hi... M...M...Merida”, Mickey mumbled, trying and failing to sound his normal, cheery self. “Err... What can I do for you”, he sounded brighter, but it was a brittle, false brightness. As if he already knew why she was here.
“Whit d' ye call this?!”, she demanded, thrusting the foot long cardboard box into his hands. Mickey looked down at the box, and through the clear plastic window, at it's contents. “H-heh”, mickey laughed nervously, “Well, it's y
|He's more machine now than man...No one knows from whence he came. He is an enigma, to all who have met him, and few can recall having done so. No one knows just who...or what he is. man? Machine? Or something else entirely?|