Mirà Kanehl > Quotes

“Guilt rouged within me like an alligator writhing to drown its victim.”
― Mirà Kanehl, What Happened in the Marshlands: A One Virtue and a Thousand Crimes Short Story

“A shout from far up the river sent a chill across his body and he un-hung the musket from his shoulder. It wasn’t a light firearm, weighing twelve pounds, but with the recently developed percussion lock, it was reliable—which is why it was indispensable for Jean’s expeditions both on the Mississippi and Barataria. It was—like Jean—tall and slender, elegant and yet simple, far-reaching and precise, and requiring particular attention to cleanliness.”
― Mirà Kanehl, The Adventuress

“The glimmering eyes of those hiding, hasty with fear, watched us from all around and bade secret goodbyes.”
― Mirà Kanehl, What Happened in the Marshlands: A One Virtue and a Thousand Crimes Short Story

“We left behind the coppery scent of fresh blood and a swelling veil of smoke like the ghost of our shackles.”
― Mirà Kanehl, What Happened in the Marshlands: A One Virtue and a Thousand Crimes Short Story

“The pirogue Jean sat in was so close to the water he could hear it splash against the sides as it glided through the night. He reached out and let the cool and soft liquid brush along his hand, then let the drops that trembled at his fingertips drip into the Mississippi. He enjoyed this intimacy with the river, and it reminded him on his childhood where he and his brother Pierre spent days building boats and racing on the Garonne river near Bordeaux, sometimes even on the Bay of Biscay.”
― Mirà Kanehl, The Adventuress