Friday, September 23, 2005

Reading: The Perilous Guard

Hmmm...timely passage--

The morning was no better. The storm had risen higher during the night turning to gales that ripped along the roofs and sent tiles and chimney pots crashing down in fragments over the stones of the courtyard. By noon they were having trouble with all the fires, and dinner was a matter of bread and cheese and lukewarm broth and yesterday's roast duck cold. Pages and menservants with errands to do stood huddled in the doorways eyeing the sky like uneasy animals before they pulled their cloaks over their heads and darted out into the rain.
--The Perilous Guard, Chapter 5, The Redheaded Woman

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