Her eyes flew open when a chilly gust of wind blew over her basket. As she sat up, she noticed a man was approaching her. Quickly, she packed up her basket and stood as the man caught up to her. He looked vaguely familiar and was walking with a cane of some kind.What will your sentences say?
"Can I help you?" Alana asked.
He frowned and pointed out across the horizon.
Sunday, September 30, 2012
#SixSentenceSunday Week 14
It's Sunday again, and here's a new set of sentences for #SixSunday from Chapter 4 of my WIP, Guardians. I'm slowly making progress in the manuscript. I hope to really make some waves with it in the next several months. Thanks for reading!
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