In profound pain now, you gurgle out a desperate plea through the fall of oil. Even as the words leave there is a movement at the edge of sight, up by the tunnel. Something fine and sharp strikes you. Despite your rapidly freezing legs, a warm darkness flows in...
You open your eyes, blink, still heavy with sleep, but unrefreshed. Tired. Lying deep in grass below high branches, you move your legs half-aware; you dreamt they were lost.
You pause, sit up. The clearing is familiar. Something, something about it... But a wave of calm from within pushes at the doubts, dissolves them. Relax, it soothes, all is well.
But...
Struggle to remember Blog One
Allow yourself to forget Blog One Blog Two
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2 comments:
An interesting start!
Good to hear. It's also an end of sorts, the result of a decision taken at another scene in the story. If you ever want to add your own, just go for it.
The same goes for anyone else. All you need is a platform we can link to, you can link from, and where comments can be left. A blog is ideal. Just continue the story in any way you choose, from any point, and leave a comment at that point so the person knows to add the link on to your scene. Easy.
More on the concept here. The first scene is here.
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