Sunday, 22 May 2011

SIX SENTENCES FOR SUNDAY - ENCOUNTERS

These sentences come from ENCOUNTERS - MG Sci-fi. 

Fion doesn't remember much (not even her name) and she is determined not to tell the one thing she does know. 

CHAPTER 7
DIGGING FOR TRUTHS

Suffocating darkness filled the space around her. Even with her eyes wide-open there was not enough light to see by. Strapped into the metallic chair she could not rock, she could be anchored in a cell or somewhere much larger.  She strained to hear any sound that would warn her some one was there, until high-pitched whistles of protest - deep inside - hurt her ears. But this was the good part, once a door opened, things would get worse. 

     The air grew colder and the small hairs on her forearms pulled up in protest. 

Any thoughts or comments would be most welcome.

My weekend fun ended when someone reversed into the passenger door of my car. My son's car door. I felt Fion's kind of dark. 

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