tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30676950.post4217758197790487166..comments2022-03-26T04:19:59.284-04:00Comments on Dragon Writing Prompts: Fools' KnockJoyce Fetterollhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08252923258044428701noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30676950.post-53524138379276932432007-04-11T06:29:00.000-04:002007-04-11T06:29:00.000-04:00Until the traveler came, nothing ever happened in ...Until the traveler came, nothing ever happened in the village of Fool’s Knock.<BR/><BR/>The traveller entered the tavern, cloak drawn about a slender figure, face hidden in the shadows of the hood.<BR/><BR/>“Ale,” said a dusty voice to the tavern keeper. It might have been a woman’s voice. It might not have.<BR/><BR/>The handful of villagers paused in their drinking and talking, eyes fastened to the figure. A hush lay over the close interior of the tavern.<BR/><BR/>A slender hand swept back the hood to reveal the face of a woman. Her eyes were bright in the flickering light of the oil lamps. A spider work of lines etched the edges of her eyes and mouth as though she had spent years smiling into the bright sun. But the most startling feature was the lacework of tattoos and scarifications across her face.<BR/><BR/>The ale thunked on the counter and her slender fingers slid from the sleeves of her cloak to place a silver — silver! — coin on the wooden counter. She grasped the handle of the mug. Her fingers, too, were tattooed and scarified.Joyce Fetterollhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08252923258044428701noreply@blogger.com