Literature
A Banshee in Black
Act One
Lenalee Lee, still wearing her crimson plaid rain-coat boots (which did nothing to compliment the navy and forest-green pants that were her current attire) steadied her wits about her as the two men approached. The shorter one tipped his burgundy hat at the frowning lass, and with a wry smile on his lips, shook her trembling and delicate hand.
"Lenalee Lee, I presume." He said, his soft, yet deeply accented voice ironically pleasing to her ears and though intended to sooth, had quite the opposite effect. His words did nothing to calm her suspicions , the worries and fears once again stirring in the pit of her petite stomach.
"Yes,