Watcher's Web
“The broad, furry silhouette of Iztho came to a halt behind her. His voice rumbled somewhere near her shoulder. “In here.”
An abandoned garden. Reddish moonlight gilded creepers trailing the rim of a dry fountain, a statue at its centre. Not a single pinprick of light lit the dark form of the house. Exposed roof beams clawed at the night sky like the ribs of some dead creature.
Iztho pushed her gently aside, sliding his hand under his cloak. “Let me go first. I don’t like the look of this.”
They... had gone back to speaking English; for this night only, he said.
Jessica pushed him back, a bit rougher. “No. She said no weapons.”
His eyes met hers in a stern look, the glacial blue irises faded to lifeless grey. “This situation could be dangerous. You don’t know what they want. It could be a trap.”
A shiver crept over Jessica’s arms, but she refused to be put aside by him. When he opened the gate—it creaked—she was the first to enter the garden. Long shadows slid over the pavement as they walked up the path and the steps, Iztho behind her, his hand again under his cloak.MoreLess
An abandoned garden. Reddish moonlight gilded creepers trailing the rim of a dry fountain, a statue at its centre. Not a single pinprick of light lit the dark form of the house. Exposed roof beams clawed at the night sky like the ribs of some dead creature.
Iztho pushed her gently aside, sliding his hand under his cloak. “Let me go first. I don’t like the look of this.”
They... had gone back to speaking English; for this night only, he said.
Jessica pushed him back, a bit rougher. “No. She said no weapons.”
His eyes met hers in a stern look, the glacial blue irises faded to lifeless grey. “This situation could be dangerous. You don’t know what they want. It could be a trap.”
A shiver crept over Jessica’s arms, but she refused to be put aside by him. When he opened the gate—it creaked—she was the first to enter the garden. Long shadows slid over the pavement as they walked up the path and the steps, Iztho behind her, his hand again under his cloak.MoreLess
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