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Hailstone Mountain<\/i> can be purchased for Kindle here<\/a>.<\/strong><\/p>\n At last the girl Freydis came into view, yellow-haired and buxom, leaping the fence lightly (giving me a glimpse of a pretty ankle whether I liked or not) and running lightly through the grass to her uncle, Lemming. Her uncle stopped what he was doing and gave her his full attention, as he ever did.<\/p>\n \t\u201cI need a new ribbon,\u201d she said. \u201cA blue one, to braid in my hair. Deirdre has some she wove. She\u2019ll trade me one for one of your bronze pins.\u201d<\/p>\n \tLemming summoned his strength and said, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n \tFreydis pouted and asked, \u201cWhy?\u201d She was a master pouter, that girl. God had given her a fair, plump mouth and she knew how to use it to get her way, as many men had learned, even men better defended (like me) against her whims than Lemming. <\/p>\n \tBut against him she\u2019d brought a weapon yet more powerful. She\u2019d demanded an explanation. For that silent man, for whom yielding words was like the carving out of some life-organ, to give a reason for refusal was too high a price.<\/p>\n \tHe lowered his eyes, thrall-wise, and said something softly. Freydis kissed him and hurried away. Lemming stood watching after her, his left hand (he was left-handed) holding his sword, tip on the ground, his right hand on his cheek where she\u2019d kissed him.<\/p>\n \tI decided to waste breath on him. I got off the fence and went through the grass to him.<\/p>\n \t\u201cYou do her no good,\u201d I said. \u201c\u2019Tis harm for anyone to get their way always. It hurts you to see her unglad, I know. But if she comes to grief through willfulness, it\u2019ll hurt far worse.\u201d<\/p>\n \tHe looked at me wordlessly, through deep-set blue eyes full of chained passion that unnerved me. His eyes said, \u201cLet any man hurt her and he\u2019ll answer to me.\u201d<\/p>\n \t\u201cThere are other dangers in the world than men,\u201d I said.<\/p>\n \tHis look did not change.<\/p>\n \tI gave it up. As well talk homiletics to a horsefly. Hailstone Mountain can be purchased for Kindle here. At last the girl Freydis came into view, yellow-haired and buxom, leaping the fence lightly (giving me a glimpse of a pretty ankle whether I liked or not) and running lightly through the grass to her uncle, Lemming. Her uncle stopped what he was doing and gave … Continue reading Hailstone Mountain, Snippet Three<\/span>
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