It’s been a long time; far, too long, and to come back again, I have a snippet. A really short snippet this time.
The main character of my novel-in-progress is in a strange place, where haunts roam and don’t hide. She’s looking for someone she’s sworn to protect. She spies people, some good, some… bad. Some are baddies she’s tousled with before.
A goateed man walked past me with only a suit vest, tattoos on his bare arms and one hand, a do-rag with white trim, and eyes like pale glass. I wonder how he managed to get those eyes. I didn’t ask.
The twins were here. SkullScarf and BallBraids.