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The door shut with a definitive click, and I strode along the hallway with Rumbel leading me up the curving stairway. I realized it was carved out of marble. The carvings were exquisitely done, if only I could get past the fact each and every newel was an impaling. The good old days personified in marble. Lovely. He had not impaled anyone here recently—like within the last two months. I would have read it from the occupants of the dining hall, and seen the impaled carcasses along our way here. The only one in recent history was the werewolf lady Jett had mentioned. From my estimation, Drakulya had graduated from the need to let blood flow on the ground, to drinking it to his fill. Thus, impaling was not his ideal mode of punishment any more. I had yet to meet any of his Blood Mares—no they were not Zenyetta and Chairelott. I had to wonder where they were kept. Probably locked in one of those special rooms like I would be tonight. copyright 2012 Lorelei Bell
Yikes, that is some stairway. *shudders* Fantastic description!
ReplyDeleteYes. It scared me thinking about writing it!LOL
ReplyDeleteyou go girl.
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i'm loving it. love your setting and voice too.
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Thank you, Carole (^;
ReplyDeleteThey are adictive, aren't they?
Blood Mares? Creepy! (well done!)
ReplyDeleteOh, yes, CREEPY!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks for stopping by, Lydia!
Fabulous excerpt. I love your setting. Such wonderful imagery.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Christine!
ReplyDeleteSabrina locked in a special room, huh?
ReplyDeleteYep. I was thinking to post about it next week. Think I should?
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