It’s been a while since I joined in with my dear Weekend Writing Warriors and Snippet Sunday Folk. Dark One’s Bride stalled over the last few months, in part to the passing of a dear kitty. I’ve managed to reach chapter eight since then.
This piece is from chapter five, after Clara has spent her first night in the city of Endlight…
The chime of the temple bells filled the air. Their tuneless song hammered at Clara’s head. Wincing, she turned from the wardrobe, temporarily abandoning her search for a respectable daytime gown. She parted the heavy window curtains just enough to let in the first fingers of sunlight. It seemed that even with the journey here and the sickness of last night taxing her, she couldn’t sleep much beyond dawn.
The sun was barely high enough to illuminate the city rooftops. From up here, it Endlight didn’t look any different to her village. The same roofs, tile or thatch depending on the wealth of the owners. The styles barely differed from home, the roofs might’ve been a little steeper and the chimney tops were bulkier, but it was the same wood, stone and plaster walls. Nothing to really denote a change in places.
Don’t forget to check out the other excerpts.
I’ve had experiences like that. Big travel to…the same place. Great snippet, Aldrea. 🙂
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Welcome back Aldrea. As Siobhan said, so many places around the world look the same now, unless they’re old.
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Sorry to hear about the kitty 😦 Enjoyed the snippet, very descriptive of the locale.
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So sorry about the kitty, I know what it’s like to lose a beloved pet. x Lovely descriptive excerpt, glad you’ve been able to carry on with this, I hadn’t read the previous excerpts but it sounds very intriguing.
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I’m sorry about your kitten. 😥 The description you gave here is fantastic!
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It looks similar, but maybe the bells sound different?
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No matter where you go, there you are. (((HUGS))) on loss of kitty!!
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I’ve had that feeling, where somewhere new and foreign can remind you if home. I’ve found those things make me appreciate home even more.
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Lovely descriptive phrases. Sorry about the loss of your pet. That’s hard.
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I liked the snippet! (Though, as your critique partner, I should bring up that you have an extra “it” in there.) From up here, it Endlight didn’t look any different to her village.
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Nancy Gideon took my line.
Losing a pet can hurt as much as (and sometimes more than) losing a person.
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This scene is vivid. I was viewing it with the character.
I am so, so sorry about your cat. They are such good friends to us. And they don’t live nearly long enough…
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