I currently have not one but two WIPs. Given the way I work, that’s terribly unwise — but while I usually hold sway over my Muse, sometimes she throws me curve balls and strikes out my commonsense.
I’m continuing with the opening of my SFR adventure WIP tentatively titled Secrets of Love and War. Last week I ended with these lines:
When Cynthia was happy, the world laughed with her. But without warning, happiness—
Picking up from there, still in Cynthia’s POV:
An overwhelming noise, louder than loud, so loud it hurt the very air, lanced through her ears, shattering peace, shattering harmony, shattering her precarious balance. Her foot plunged into the water with a heavy splash that slapped her tunic, her chin, even her forehead.
She must’ve done something wrong. Something terrible. Had she wakened the Twisted Lizard after all? She didn’t mean to do it, whatever it was.
“Sorry,” she squealed, “I’m sorry!” But there was no one to pardon her except young Kaushelle. Timid and terrified, the Rixid girl’s limbs shook visibly. She slumped to an awkward sitting position on the grass. The skin around her eyes pulsed with fear.
The girl needed help. Where was help?
Nowhere. Even the follow-fish had fled.
Childish game forgotten, Cynthia looked around for danger, saw none, then searched for the source of the sound, which echoed off the cliffs. The sky held only high, thin clouds, so it couldn’t have been thunder. No smoke mushroomed into the sky, so it wasn’t an explosion.
The noise is the hero arriving with a bang.
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