Editing error on my part. "Her spine was a steel wire anchored between earth and sky." Maybe "a steel cable", even.
That one’s a deliberate choice. Nobody else is around, so "his vision" is implied. YMMV
I’m trying to thread the needle between believable athleticism and fantastical excess.
The only sound is the small tink of the empty brass shell casing as it bounces on the wooden ship’s deck.
Nice detail. I can see their frozen faces.
The only sound is the small tink of the empty brass shell casing as it bounces on the wooden ship’s deck.
There it is, the moment I start liking this guy.
“Thank you Ma’am, I try to be civil.”
Hmm. Clashes a bit with the earlier mention of his hair. I suppose you could see it under the fedora, but that’s not what I pictured.
