Word Clouds ~ Biddle ~ Chapter 1

For the fun of it, I’ve begun putting in excerpts from my books into word cloud generators. I love how they turn out. This cloud is from the first chapter of my second novel.

The Tale of Mally Biddle ~ Chapter 1: The Lone Candle
the cloud:

The Excerpt

He sat at a small table in a dark corner. Pale fingers slowly swirled a half-empty glass, while his eyes focused on the amber liquid’s ripples. Dressed in a long black traveling cloak that obscured his figure, he blended into his corner almost completely. The only light came from a small stub of a candle on the table, its weak glow dancing upon his hands. He gripped the glass as impatience brushed him. Where was he?  

Ringing laughter interrupted his frustration and his eyes lifted to his surroundings. People sang and danced in the pub, their mugs of beer sloshing merrily. A foot-tapping jig played by fiddlers and wooden flutists added to the cheery atmosphere. No one noticed him in all the loud chaos. Their eyes traveled over him without the slightest pause.

The hooded man watched the laughing customers before him. A sneer touched his lips. Fools.