Wednesday, 8 February 2017

Ten-Line Tuesday: Brougham Hall by Nicki J. Markus

Today's ten lines come from my PNR/Historical novel Brougham Hall. You can find out more about the book HERE.

The darkness in the room was absolute. The lack of illumination in the hallway beyond precluded even a sliver of light from entering the chamber, and Catherine found her other senses heightened by the restriction on her vision. As she lay there, she heard creaks and groans, and the wind buffeted the windowpane as it roared past. Somewhere outside, an owl hooted. Then came whispers. It sounded as if two people were talking in urgent, hushed tones. Their voices were soft at first but grew louder as they approached, even though Catherine could not make out the words they spoke.
"Who's there?" Her own voice sounded tremulous and high.
She listened, but the voices were gone. No, not gone; they had never been there to begin with.

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