Friday Snippets – Faith

Friday SnippetsYes I’m back! Sorry I haven’t been around for a while, life had overtaken me but I’m clawing my way back. I even managed to do some editing. I’ve mainly been reading and enjoying some artwork when I haven’t been work working but I’m going to try and spend some more time on my writing.


Last you heard from me about this story I had lost sight of it, since then I managed to finish it and on a read through I love most of it. Some parts I thought ‘did I really write that?’ So I’m very happy with how it’s turning out.


Enjoy this snippet, it’s still only in first draft form so will be somewhat rough. Comments are always welcome!


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Villagers skipped across the flagstones to the beat of a drum and the tune of the fiddlers. Paper lanterns had been hung around the square, reflecting their orange glow onto the dancers. Symbols of the Gods painted each lantern.


As Faith glanced at Saffron, she noticed the girl’s narrowed eyes scanning the crowd.


‘Who are you looking for?’ Faith asked. Saffron gave her a smile and a wink, then sipped on her wine.


‘I think I’ve found him,’ she said, leaning her head close to Faith’s. ‘See that boy over there?’ Faith followed her line of sight to where a group of young Wolfpack recruits were standing in plain clothes, chatting and drinking. Faith knew which one had caught Saffron’s attention – the tallest and softest featured. His soft brown hair hung at the nape of his neck, and his wide smile seemed infectious as the others gathered around him. The young man glanced over and grinned. Saffron smiled back, subtly displaying her bell bracelet.


‘He’ll ask me to dance,’ she said, beaming from ear to ear.


‘How do you know?’ Faith asked.


‘I can tell,’ she looked away from the boys and took another drink.


The sun falling behind the hills, cast the sky in a vibrant orange, lengthening the shadows of the trees. A slight breeze tickled the ankles of the dancers. Faith self-consciously held a hand to her hair. Saffron had tied daisies into the curls. She wore, with Saffron’s advise, her green dancing dress. ‘It brings out the colours in your eyes,’ Saffron had said. The knee length skirt splayed out when she spun.


‘Have some more wine, it will loosen you up.’


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Thanks for reading, if you want to know what happens, this snippet will continue next week!


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Published on April 05, 2013 00:11
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