This is another snippet from Sorrel in Silver. Sorrel is in a very strange chamber, alarmed at what she sees.
The low tables in the room were laden with silver plates containing what had to be foodstuffs. Some looked familiar – many looked strange, or unpalatable, or both. Food really ought not to be blue or violet in colour. And whilst I had learned from an early age that I had to eat greens, some of the greenery on those silver plates was far too virulent to be eaten.
My attention was soon grabbed, though, by stranger things within the room, even ignoring the people. At one point I glimpsed what I thought was a snake, crawling along the back of one of the chairs. As I peered towards it, it turned its head, and I realised I was staring at the head of a tabitha. It slithered out of sight. My skin crawled, and my stomach churned at the sight, but then I was distracted by something in the air: a glittering butterfly, but with a scorpion tail. I swallowed convulsively, repulsed. Beautiful, but deadly, was all I could think.
As always, comments appreciated.