Every Tuesday I take a small chunk of something I’m working on – fantasy, mystery, mainstream, whatever… and post it.  No titles, no other info, utterly random.
Y’all can give feedback or not, as you wish.  Or even try to guess what it’s from, if you’re so inclined.  There may or may not be a prize for getting it right.
There will be no prizes for nitpicking typos: all teases are from works in progress, which means typos are a natural side-effect of production.
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She let her gaze slide down, taking in what she could. The arm holding the knife was clad in a tanned leather shirt, small black feathers hanging from the elbow to wrist. The skin of his hand was lighter than she’d half-expected, lighter than Ree’s skin, more red than black against the bone handle of the knife. His hair was clotted with stone-dust, but black as a crow underneath, and when he lifted his face to look at her, his eyes were black as well, set in a strong, broad face.
Once past the blade still held to her calf, he did not seem threatening at all – but then he did not have to be, holding that knife.