Hello
all. Welcome to Weekend Writing
Warriors, a weekly bloghop. If you're doing Nano, yay you! I'm not, but I'm cheering you on. :-)
Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday, and 9:00 AM Sunday EST. Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.
Snippet Sunday group from facebook--not us, but many of our participants do both, can be found HERE
This
is the start of Chapter 5 from my SFR WIP, Across The Night Sky . We're
almost there--help is on the way. I might have to torture them for a
bit, first. lol. Seriously, what happens is essential to the plot. My
last snippet ended with this: "It was Kuylrh who was watching her, not one of those wild
animals eyeing her up for its next meal..”
Creative punctuation alert. Each week, participants sign up HERE at wewriwa.com, then post 8 to 10 sentences of their work, published or unpublished, to go live between noon, Saturday, and 9:00 AM Sunday EST. Then we visit each other and read, comment, critique, encourage--all those things that do a solitary writer's heart good.
Snippet Sunday group from facebook--not us, but many of our participants do both, can be found HERE
We continue from there :
He’d lost the
dazed look in his eyes, and his breathing no longer sounded like he fought for
every breath. The other survivors came closer. When they were near enough
to see Kuylrh in the dim light, their words were whispers and they bowed their
heads. It was almost like they were in the presence of a god. They kept saying the
word "A’Niaz”.
She smiled, but
didn't let down her guard. Their speechless communication came through loud and clear; they
needed each other to survive.
Someone's stomach growled. The rumbling could have belonged to anyone in the group; they were all desperate for food and water. And everyone knew that desperate people were not to be
trusted.
