His pale eyes flickered over the group like an insect skittering over water.
So they live in Carathara, the land south over the seas, where they live in complete isolation
It had no fur, no wings, no vicious rabid eyes. If he didn’t know, Gilbert might have taken it for any other human child.It was very small and skinny, with oddly jointed limbs that made its knees and elbows stick out. Its skin was blotched brown with, Gilbert assumed, some type of dye and it had blue painted tattoos curling in strange, smudged designs over its skin. It had a dark feather tied into its short, fine black hair, and more feathers tied around its wrists and ankles. It wore a stiff brown leather waistcoat and short, tight trousers.
They were mad and hideous to look at (‘It scared ’er into ’ysterics, it did,’ Guthfrith had said. ‘It were that ugly an’ all. ’Orrible.’)
Gilbert, after the first automatic, expected shock, felt disappointed. More than that, he felt cheated.
She look tamed
The wind lifted a corner of the poster that was tacked unevenly across the shop window. It looked at odds with the sign that hung above the shop door: Eldon Kennard, Printer.
that he [s]had[/s] almost felt that he had had to go.
and had to be revived by the printer’s wife who [s]had[/s] tutted and made remarks about ‘that unnatural creation’ that was being shown in her husband’s back room.
Some of them were pale, some looked sad, other disgusted
Gilbert felt the absence of his sixpence in his pocket and wondered angrily whether they really had cheated all of Londlow and passed off a mere human child in strange clothes as a fantastic, outlandish hybrid.
but so many people had brought back lurid reports of the new freak that he had almost felt that he had had to go.
The girl, so Guthfrith said, had screamed and almost fainted, and had to be revived by the printer’s wife who had tutted and made remarks about ‘that unnatural creation’ that was being shown in her husband’s back room.
(‘It scared ’er into ’ysterics, it did,’ Guthfrith had said. ‘It were that ugly an’ all. ’Orrible.’)
Behind the boys, listening to their talk and sudden loud laughter, Gilbert dug his hands into his coat pockets and wished he had a better scarf than the darned and faded blue one wound around his neck. The coldness of the wind permeated through his [....] clothes and filled his eagerness to move, to warm up. The wind lifted a corner of the poster that was tacked unevenly across the shop window. [s] It looked at odds with the [/s] A sharp creak broke the flow of his warm dream and made him look at the sign that hung above the shop door: Eldon Kennard, Printer.
Gilbert [s]’s cold fingers [/s] touched the sixpence in his pocket almost losing it because of his cold fingers.
Elves were strange enough, but an Elven-human hybrid had never been seen before in Londlow – or the whole of Anglisca, for that matter.
A man stood in the doorway ushering them out; he cupped his hands around his mouth and bellowed,
His hand patted her head, then stroked the side of her face. The Raven whipped her head around and hissed at him, baring her tiny, pointed teeth in feral snarl. Her rage flamed in her soul as she saw his sordid,foul smile.
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