Paxton And the Gypsy Blade
“The walls were of drab gray plaster; the floor consisted of dark rough planks covered by a thin rug. Simple furnishings were the rule: a bed frame with no headboard, its slats covered with a worn straw-filled ticking; a rude three-legged stool that wobbled when sat upon; and an uneven table, round and also three-legged. A bright-red cloth draped over the table provided one of the few spots of color in the room. A short row of blouses and skirts hung from pegs protruding from the wall.
The candl...e stood in a plain metal holder in the center of the table. Adriana moved the stool closer to the table with one slippered foot, and sat in a single fluid motion. She clasped her hands together on the table and, her back straight and her breathing slowed, leaned forward slightly to look into the flame. Slowly, the tensions of the day melted. The muscles in her neck and back and legs relaxed. The sound from below swelled, but she willed herself to ignore it, and it receded beyond the edge of consciousness.MoreLess
The candl...e stood in a plain metal holder in the center of the table. Adriana moved the stool closer to the table with one slippered foot, and sat in a single fluid motion. She clasped her hands together on the table and, her back straight and her breathing slowed, leaned forward slightly to look into the flame. Slowly, the tensions of the day melted. The muscles in her neck and back and legs relaxed. The sound from below swelled, but she willed herself to ignore it, and it receded beyond the edge of consciousness.MoreLess
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