Proof of (weekend) Work...

[lagilman]

not sure if anyone’s actually reading these,  but they keep me honest(ish), so…

There was no bench observance for murder committed in front of witnesses.  The knife, a wickedly-curved skinning knife, light enough to be overlooked and slid up a sleeve, was in his hand, slicked with blood, when they finally wrestled him down to the floor, still flopping like a fresh-caught fish.

….Isobel closed her eyes, the echoes of the shot knocking against the walls of the town, repeating once, twice, until it faded back into silence, the smell of black powder chasing the tang of blood from her nose.

“It’s done,” Gabriel said.

(interestingly, that’s the least spoilery bit from this chapter)

Comments

[wood-dragon.livejournal.com]

We can't have languishing snippets. That would be unnatural.