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Snippet from Bloodstone
Bored, Razzle redirected his focus
to the female right next to him in the back of the room. She lay on a chaise,
her red hair sprawled out over the side like a frozen waterfall of blood. She
watched the ceiling until the front door opened. Razzle turned and saw someone
new, someone not human. She smelled…of ash and…Razzle racked his brain. It
wasn’t the dung smell of an imp or the earthy smell of a fairy. She smelled
crisper, like a chilled wind or snow.
16 comments:
Ooh, a pixie? Can't wait to find out! Lovely descriptions.
Terrific descriptions combined with scary images. Frozen waterfall of blood. Super eight!
Loved the description here. Nice job!
History Sleuth's Writings No snippet for me this week, I've got veggies to process. Just hopping to a few on breaks.
ha! This is pretty neat. Great imagery and choice of words. I'm definitely curious about this story! :)
I like the description here...her hair, the smell. Nice:)
LOVE the imagery - "a chilled wind or snow"...can't wait to find out who the newcomer might be. Great 8!
Absolutely beautiful word choice here. I love the hair like a waterfall of blood and the scent of chilled wind or snow! beautiful!
Love the description of the red hair looking like a frozen waterfall of blood. Very clear imagery.
This little excerpt drew me right in...and I love that she smells of wind or snow. What is she? Looking forward to next week!
Nice description, lovely imagery and sensory detail. Definitely makes me wonder what he's smelling.
Something that smells like snow... intriguing. :)
I really like Razzle's take on the world and his description that are weird to us but so normal for him. Nice!
she smelled like a chilled wind. great line. makes me immediately think of winter and how the air seems cleaner. wonder what it is
I just love reading about Razzle!
Cool :)
........dhole
Ash and snow, strange combination, I wonder what comes next.
I like your use of scent here; it really completes the image.
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