Wednesday, June 25, 2008

The Town of Boyle (not 'Boil')

"It's Boyle you want, isn't it?" said the driver.
"Oh. Yes. Thank you."
Gwen climbed down from the high cab, and wandered aimlessly through the town. Houses, shops, and pubs creeped up and down the road. When she came to a stone bridge, she stopped to gaze at the river below. Long stems of green starwort streamed under the water.
(The Hunter's Moon)

2 comments:

sandi said...

I remember this part! nice

Anonymous said...

I loved this part, but I imagined it more dark and mysterious. It’s cool to see your inspiration.