Since you all loved last weeks post, I thought I'd continue the story this week with another 8 sentences. Enjoy.
Previous Installments:
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Today:
“My sweet Garnet, who has done this to you?” I rubbed my right eye with my gloved fist.
She couldn’t
answer me, for her lips were sealed like glue.
I pulled my black leather glove from my left hand and I reached for a
pulse that I knew I wouldn’t find. Her
skin was cold, and I could still smell the scent of her Jasmine perfume.
I stood and turned away from
her beautiful hour glass form. I could
take no more; I heaved, and from my mouth came a waterfall of bile and my last
cup of coffee. I wiped the bile from my
lips, shaking the goo to the ground in frustration of my weak stomach. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Come back next Sunday for another 8 sentences!
Always so powerful in the descriptions! Another excellent excerpt...
ReplyDeleteSo sad and evocative. Nice job.
ReplyDeleteWow. Very intriguing. Nice job.
ReplyDeleteYikes, a waterfall of bile! Well, you've certainly nailed the imagery!
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