Thursday, September 3, 2009

Chapter One First Lines

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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