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lamardeuse, first lines from my most recent 21 fics, just because it's so much fun. The first two I'm inventing on the spot (so may very well alter when I actually start writing), and the third's only a few paragraphs written. So ha, let's see how this goes and whether it means anything.
1. Across the dry lands the knight-errant claws her way, empty storm clouds looming above, and deep exhausted wells of the bluest of blue eyes opening below.
2. His voice had always commanded attention, even as it whined and grated in Reese's ear in their early days together.
3. No sanctuary lasts forever, Reese thinks as he breaks down and packs gun after gun, the setting sun angling into the Library's windows.
4. Harold managed sleep by the expedient of several ounces of Glenfiddich, and then shuddered awake at three in the morning, shaking and sick.
5. Reese stared at the painting on the gallery wall, the wild lines and the bright colors, chaotic and messy and seeming more familiar the longer he gazed.
6. In the midst of his self-indulgent staring at the screen, Harold caught himself thinking a photograph is no substitute for reality.
7. Finch dreams wildernesses of poetry, absurdities sprouting from the soil of his measured mind, tendrils seeking the sun.
8. If enjoying the act of watching people has questionable implications, Simon Illyan mused while taking surreptitious glances across the crowded restaurant, what does it mean that I like watching people watch?
9. So tired of power games.
10. "Surely you didn't think I'd mind?" Alys said.
11. The air chilled, unmistakably, as Ekaterin stepped out from between the protective line of hedges and into the herb garden, a tendril of the cold early spring wind finding its way under her jacket.
12. James Hathaway often thought that at his christening he must have been cursed, by an underhanded and satirical fairy, with the twin blessings of an excellent memory and an inability to run away from his past.
13. A jaguar lies motionless behind a tree in the Amazon rainforest, waiting for its prey, heartbeat slowed to resting pace but ready to speed up at the crack of a twig, the rustle of wary passage, the self-betrayal of the deer or caiman or odd little capybara.
14. "Armsman."
15. The first time that Harold kisses Grace, it's an accident, though not unintentional.
16. The night the earbugs stopped working, the night that language spoke without words, began with the planning for an ordinary state dinner.
17. "Here's a good spot," said Miles.
18. The snowed-in post-betrothal-ceremony party was probably the longest festive gathering Gregor had ever stuck out to the end, and certainly the most joyous.
19. "A what?!" Lewis exclaimed when DC Hooper had given him the news.
20. It began in the library at Vorkosigan House.
21. The unknown beckoned.
lamardeuse, first lines from my most recent 21 fics, just because it's so much fun. The first two I'm inventing on the spot (so may very well alter when I actually start writing), and the third's only a few paragraphs written. So ha, let's see how this goes and whether it means anything.1. Across the dry lands the knight-errant claws her way, empty storm clouds looming above, and deep exhausted wells of the bluest of blue eyes opening below.
2. His voice had always commanded attention, even as it whined and grated in Reese's ear in their early days together.
3. No sanctuary lasts forever, Reese thinks as he breaks down and packs gun after gun, the setting sun angling into the Library's windows.
4. Harold managed sleep by the expedient of several ounces of Glenfiddich, and then shuddered awake at three in the morning, shaking and sick.
5. Reese stared at the painting on the gallery wall, the wild lines and the bright colors, chaotic and messy and seeming more familiar the longer he gazed.
6. In the midst of his self-indulgent staring at the screen, Harold caught himself thinking a photograph is no substitute for reality.
7. Finch dreams wildernesses of poetry, absurdities sprouting from the soil of his measured mind, tendrils seeking the sun.
8. If enjoying the act of watching people has questionable implications, Simon Illyan mused while taking surreptitious glances across the crowded restaurant, what does it mean that I like watching people watch?
9. So tired of power games.
10. "Surely you didn't think I'd mind?" Alys said.
11. The air chilled, unmistakably, as Ekaterin stepped out from between the protective line of hedges and into the herb garden, a tendril of the cold early spring wind finding its way under her jacket.
12. James Hathaway often thought that at his christening he must have been cursed, by an underhanded and satirical fairy, with the twin blessings of an excellent memory and an inability to run away from his past.
13. A jaguar lies motionless behind a tree in the Amazon rainforest, waiting for its prey, heartbeat slowed to resting pace but ready to speed up at the crack of a twig, the rustle of wary passage, the self-betrayal of the deer or caiman or odd little capybara.
14. "Armsman."
15. The first time that Harold kisses Grace, it's an accident, though not unintentional.
16. The night the earbugs stopped working, the night that language spoke without words, began with the planning for an ordinary state dinner.
17. "Here's a good spot," said Miles.
18. The snowed-in post-betrothal-ceremony party was probably the longest festive gathering Gregor had ever stuck out to the end, and certainly the most joyous.
19. "A what?!" Lewis exclaimed when DC Hooper had given him the news.
20. It began in the library at Vorkosigan House.
21. The unknown beckoned.
