This week, for the Rainbow Snippets group, here are six sentences from my current WIP, Recovery, in which Raif learns why you should cover your ears when the nixies start to sing…
Raif moved, walking back across the bridge and into the steep alleyway that led between the buildings down to the water’s edge. He moved from shadows to moonlight, under the leaning eaves, the whole world seeming as flat and frail as a dry leaf as the singing still whispered in his ears, sighing promises.
The alleyway came out at a little quay, where a rowing boat was pulled up on a rough slipway. As Raif walked across it, close enough to the river now that the sigh and lap of waves against the quay merged into the melancholy whisper of the river woman’s song, ripples spread across the water and she rose up again, opening her arms to him. He stepped forward, ready to fall into her embrace.
Behind him, the air crackled like fire, and a sweep of heat passed over him.
“Mine,” Arden growled, his voice so deep and fierce that every hair on the back of Raif’s neck rose.