Gathering of Rain:
Rain was exhausted when he finally reached Farinwood.
House of Valla:
Despite high summer elsewhere, it was bitterly cold in the far north.
Rock of Ancients:
Torrullin walked over the light-bridge.
Winter's Fire:
No sign. No trace.
Glittering Darkness:
Years ago Valaris was the battlefield between Infinity, the dara-witch, and Tanos, Lord of the Immortal Guardians.
Path of Shades:
Vannis discovered the stowaways three weeks into the journey.
Walker of Realms:
Close on six months had passed since the stolen ship left Valaris airspace on a mission to deal with Neolone, the Valleur Dragon, and the Dragon Taliesman.
Sword of the Sleeper:
Buthos stood at the raised white dais ignoring the flashing lights upon it.
Animated Spirit:
Nobody could now claim ignorance.
Elixir's Mirror:
Margus was dead, and ferried to his final resting place beyond the Rift.
Again, pretty enlightening. I find it astounding how we can look at our work and not see where we are going wrong. A writer is definitely too close to what he/she has written. Pulling the first lines out has given me an insight into what needs a fresh beginning.
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