Famine #45: Enemies At-Hand (WeWriWa)

It’s the weekend and we all know that means Weekend Writing Warriors. Thanks for leaving lovely comments on last week’a post from Famine. Today’s snippet is another random one that I hope you will enjoy.


Apocalypse_vasnetsovEwan, Claire’s oldest and most dangerous ravener, stepped into the night and leaned over the balcony rail. He looked left and right, frowned, and then straightened. Besting Bartholomew’s six-plus feet by several inches, Ewan was a Scottish brute with cropped chestnut hair and a scar running from ear to ear across his face—a gift from Bartholomew. He shrugged out of his black frock coat, dropping it upon the balcony and leaving dark streaks on the clean laundry. Ewan swiped both sides of a blade clean with his tongue, returned it to its sheath, then hopped over the rail to the alley below.

A moment later, Barnes appeared, backlit by a fire’s wicked orange glow. He was followed by shouts and the thud of running feet and banging doors throughout the building. He shed a pair of kid gloves and tossed them back into the apartment, then he wiped his face on one of the sheets, leapt up to catch the roof, and disappeared over the ledge.


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  • Grimm. Wonderful wording here, “backlit by a fire’s wicked orange glow.” : D

  • You’ve packed a lot of disrespect in this eight. Scary men, Monica. Super eight!

  • Interesting, feel like I really came into the middle of some heavy duty goings-on. Excellent excerpt!

  • Love the scar! Great few lines.

  • daezarkian

    Terrific visual imagery as ever, Monica — you really know how to construct a scene. Terrific stuff!

  • A gift, ouch. Loving the descriptions here. Vivid.

  • He doesn’t sound like someone I’d want to encounter in a alley, dark or otherwise. Great job, Monica!

  • I really want to read this now.

  • siobhanmuir

    Scary sounding guy. I’m glad to be on this side of the computer screen. Great snippet, Monica. 🙂

  • A truly menacing brute! Great descriptive passage. Looking forward to the next one.

  • The licking of the blade- very good description.
    My 8

  • Licked the blade clean? Sounds dangerous to the tongue!

  • Great detail… Leaps from balconies, bloody swords, facial scars. Lots of anticipation and tension.

  • Lovely detail and action. It looks like both men were up to no good.

  • They are so casual about it!

  • You paint such a vivid picture. Well done.

  • That was a really great scene. I could visualize all of it. Loved the way he licked his sword off. Nice touch.

  • The detail about licking the blade is both one of the most visceral and telling about the character. Fantastic job!

  • Wow, lots going on here! Bad boys are such fun to write about aren’t they?

    I’m all curious about how this scene started and where the heck it’s going from here.

  • Eww. I like it.

  • You created a great mood with the fires and the use of colour. Sounds like there’s about to be some bloodshed.

  • Hum, sounds like trouble is brewing. Great imagery, Monica. 🙂

  • Very descriptive, Monica. Has there already been bloodshed? I particularly liked this: “…and a scar running from ear to ear across his face—a gift from Bartholomew.” Nice 🙂

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  • Hmm… This guy seems like a real winner, lol. Great job Monica 🙂