ANCIENTS AND GODS
DUE OUT LATER IN 2012 THE 4TH BOOK IN THE WEREWOLF SERIES
Here we go, this is the description of the new character: Princessa Miryana.
Even with the advanced warning, it made Red’s eyes widen and she saw the woman’s hard smile in response to her shock. The scar was vivid and puckered, it hadn’t been repaired by an expert surgeon and it had not healed well. It ran from under the left side of her chin, up through her cheek and on through her left eye and eyebrow into her hairline where it finished with what seemed to be a flourishing stroke. It wasn’t the product of a sword or knife fight, the slash was not clean and it had not been swift. The scar had been deliberate and designed to cause immense agony. It was jagged as it passed through the flesh of her cheek, almost as though the victim had been allowed to move at that point in the torture.
Red had seen a great deal of scars in her time but not many that had been inflicted with such malicious and obvious cruelty. The woman’s eye remained in its socket but it was opaque and dull, as opposite to her other eye as one could imagine. The right eye was bright and sparkled with intelligence; its gaze followed Red’s progress towards the booth.
Here we go, this is the description of the new character: Princessa Miryana.
Even with the advanced warning, it made Red’s eyes widen and she saw the woman’s hard smile in response to her shock. The scar was vivid and puckered, it hadn’t been repaired by an expert surgeon and it had not healed well. It ran from under the left side of her chin, up through her cheek and on through her left eye and eyebrow into her hairline where it finished with what seemed to be a flourishing stroke. It wasn’t the product of a sword or knife fight, the slash was not clean and it had not been swift. The scar had been deliberate and designed to cause immense agony. It was jagged as it passed through the flesh of her cheek, almost as though the victim had been allowed to move at that point in the torture.
Red had seen a great deal of scars in her time but not many that had been inflicted with such malicious and obvious cruelty. The woman’s eye remained in its socket but it was opaque and dull, as opposite to her other eye as one could imagine. The right eye was bright and sparkled with intelligence; its gaze followed Red’s progress towards the booth.