A Snip of February

I've always liked when people posted snippets of their stories.  So I decided to try that in this post.  These are from the First Nightin book.

"Warmth radiated from the bricks and seeped in through his jacket.  The warmth of the building and the sound of feet on the cobble stone street made his eyes droop and he could only think of the comfortable warm sun.  Dart Nightin stretched his legs and let his body sink into the bricks."

""Dart Nicolas Nightin!!!" 

Dart started awake.  The stool swayed.  He clutched at the desk.  Stool, boy and books hit the floor with a clatter that was almost defining."

"The last warm winds of summer shook the gnarled trees making them sing like a torrent of rushing water.  Seed pods hung thick and green on most of the trees.  Dart snagged one as he went by and absently tore it apart dropping peaces along his path.  Soon the wind would blow cold and the seed pods on the trees would turn black and dry up.  Cold weather would come and hold tightly to their mountain city for the next six months."

""Now it was really a fight.  Both of them turned on the Nightin.  On his feet Haven could hold them off and beat the energy out of anyone who came close enough.  He targeted Dan as the weakest of the two.  But that left the other Klassdotter a little more freedom to work Haven back into a corner.  With his back pressed against the wall Haven suddenly leapt into an aggressive attack.  Faking a kick to Dan's legs Haven drove his punches hard into the young man's face.  The other Klassdotter took the opportunity and rushed in from the left.  His weight pinned the Nightin to the wall for a minute.  Silence filled the room like a heavy fog.  Only the ragged breaths of the three men made an impression on the quiet.

`It's over Nightin.  We're done.'

The words were low, barely a whisper in Haven's ear.  But in that hot and heavy silence it was easy to hear.  Unceremoniously Haven dispelled the silence with a loud grunt and shoved himself off the wall.  Taking a few steps away the Klassdotter let him.  Fabric snapped taught as Haven straightened is shirt and re-buttoned his vest.  Dart breathed in the thick smell of beer and sweat."

I hope you enjoyed these snips.

Have a blessed week,

Morgan J