The current book I have been reading is THE GLASS OF TIME by Michael Cox, sequel to “The Meaning of Night”. Two recently read sentences:
“The room below us, decorated in crimson and gold, is richly furnished and, though grandly proportioned, deliciously warm, even on this chill November evening, from the heat thrown out from blazing piles of pine logs in the two great stone fire-places.
“On every wall there are mirrors in gilded frames that give back endless reflections as you pass them.”
Although I had promised readers from last week I would post another two sentences from that particular sequence I have to pass in order to not reveal an important plot point. Another few draft sentences from my WIP “The Shadowlands” will have to suffice:
“Wilhelm was a gentleman, very tall, and too learned to be a merchant. He collected books, bound in leather; most were in Latin, a few in French and, a rarity, one from a Saracen trader. He made excursions into Italy and beyond to the Holy Lands, returning with exotic wares of metals, pots, bolts of cloth and various spices."
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