All tagged Family
The sound of the slap echoed around the room. That was how it would be described in a novel, if this was a novel. If Laura had been able to do it. Instead she sank further into her chair and pretended she wasn’t in the room.
All that meant was that the world kept spinning, and the words kept coming.
The old oilskin had been cold and greasy to the touch when he’d put it on, but now as the wind dug icy claws into his skin and sought the cracks in his clothes, he was thankful for it. The old castle loomed above him, dark even against the blackened sky, and before him lay the path.
The sigils were etched into the floor, carved deep into the highly polished wood with adze and awl and knife.
