Jack Of Harts 2.5: Wolfenheim Rising - Plot & Excerpts
He bent down from the mirror and cupped his hands in the warm, soapy water, bringing it up to splash his face. The water felt good, and he splashed himself again, washing the morning grit from his eyes. When his eyes finally opened once more, water dripped off the short, black hair atop the angular, wet face in the mirror. The black hair hadn’t always been there. When a man lived fourteen decades, he experimented with any features that were easy to change, and some that weren’t. He’d sported every hair color he could imagine, several he hadn’t believed existed, and had tried hairstyles from bald to waist-reaching lengths. This year, he’d left his hair as close to natural as he’d seen it in decades. Cropped short from all angles, it left his large ears easily visible for all to see; however it was the strong nose that dominated the sight in the mirror. He’d never felt the need to change either of them, even if he had the money to afford it. They were trademarks of the McDonnell family, a message to anyone who knew that here stood a person of worth. More importantly, he liked the face that looked back at him. That left him well ahead of the curve, as far as he was concerned.
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