
"A fire is kindled with the new wood they have brought. It crackles merrily, spitting smoke and sparks and warmth out to the room. Draughts of smoke curl through the stabbing shafts of light that come in through the mullioned windows, from the west. Then the draft catches, and the fire blazes hot, light flooding out across one end of the great hall."
— from the novel Sinful Folk
Published on December 02, 2013 07:01