🥔EXCERPT🥔
~Behold the humble potato. The catalyst of the Irish potato famine and perhaps the grestest symbol in the Heed the Wind series. Please enjoy the below excerpt from the beginning pages of Fear the Wind. Let me know what you think!~
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A laugh, so low, so penetrating, so like that of a crow’s hungry call. “You’re dead, Mrs. May.”
From behind, Daniel shouted her name. She whipped her head around to see him, but the guard pushed her into the depths of the prison.
“I want to see my wi-”
The doors of Newgate slammed shut, the noises of the street sliced in half along with Daniel’s demand.
Doldrums.
Here in this garden, there was no wind to shake the dried leaves yet clinging to the blackened stalks. There was no wind to sweep away the stench of rotten potato.
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