Spring has finally sprung in Michigan, which makes it difficult to convince myself to chain myself to the computer and focus on writing. Hopefully, it will soon be warm enough to set up an outdoor writing station and soak up the sunshine while I play with my characters. I can't wait!
Today, I'm posting another snippet from my historical WIP, Tenebrous, which takes place during the Scottish War for Independence.The snippet picks up immediately after last week's.
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Rachel sagged against his shoulder, pressing her face to his broad back. There wasn’t any point in fighting, she couldn’t escape, not now. All she could do was lay still and conserve her energy and pray for something to happen. When it did, she needed to be ready to act.
The man was familiar with the forest, slipping smoothly between the branches even as the forest grew darker and darker.
Rachel didn’t know how long they traveled before her captor stopped. It could have been five minutes or five hours. The muscles under her belly shifted and finger’s grabbed her right thigh, pinching the muscle through the tangled cloak, and tugged.