comely-faced

Updated: June 19, 2025

Jonas, who had been crouching uneasily on a rock, a disapproving spectator of the scene, groaned audibly. Na-che now came into the glow of the fire. She was a comely-faced woman, of perhaps forty-five, neatly dressed in a denim suit. Her black eyes twinkled as she took in the situation. "Na-che, you come over here and sit down by me," said Jonas. "If I can't help, neither can you."

Honoré Morrow - The Enchanted Canyon