For this weeks Six I'd like to give you a section of the free read I posted Friday. Sorry if you've already read it. Not being around my computer means no chance to write anything new. Either way, I hope you enjoy this bit of Comet's Kiss.
Her bronzed skin seemed to swirl and glisten, like live embers threatening to come to life. Her hair fell in yellows and reds, the delicate strands brushing against her hips. Bezeal couldn’t see her eyes from this far back in the room, but knew they would be orange and pupiless.“Here now, what’s this?” one of the other men from the crowd demanded. “Are you trying to kill us all? This whole place is made of wood. She’ll burn us alive!”
Here's a link back to Six Sentence Sunday. Hope everyone has/had a great weekend! ~ D. F. Krieger