Sunday, April 29, 2012
Another snippet from my western WIP, Nobody's Bride. I'm finally reaching near the end of my first draft on this one.
This is my hero getting a gash stitched up after they've been attacked by bandits:
Liquid warmth trickled down his temple and he realized the stitches had made fresh blood well. He heard a moan from the other side of the fire and wondered at it, but didn’t have the strength to look up. He felt the sustained tug of the thread being pulled through the hole in his skin. Finally the pressure stopped, leaving him just the agony.
Hopefully Maddy had knotted her thread good and tight. He’d hate for his head to come unraveled like the toe of an old sock.
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