Six-Sentence Sunday: An Excerpt from THE WITCH’S EYE

Welcome to Six-Sentence Sunday!

Editing for THE WITCH’S EYE is in full swing.  In this scene, Cross has been taken prisoner by an unusual trio of beings who live in the walls of the dreaded Carrion Rift.  Days of imprisonment and torture have robbed him of his senses, and as he struggles to escape he first has to remember why he’s trying to get out of the Rift in the first place…

Drowned…no, she hadn’t drowned.

He lay still in the dark, his body soft and liquid, as if rotting from within.  Pockets of mist like vertical pools filled the air, a haze vapor of drugged smoke.  He clawed his way back towards consciousness, fought to narrow his vision through the ice blue light.  Scabs and blisters and scar tissue covered his back.

She didn’t drown…she’d died, burning, on the train.

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