First Line Friday: September 27th, 2019

Dylan Hughes is our host this week, alternating with Jim Adams musical prompts.
https://wordpress.com/read/feeds/19271780/posts/2428486942

Dylan provides the first line, and we get to write whatever comes afterward. Length, genre, and structure are completely up to us. We can feel free to modify the line as we see fit, adding punctuation, quotes, or other bits if so desired. No need to tie it to the picture, unless we want to.

Or for more of a challenge, change nothing. We have a week to write it, enjoy!

Include the first line of course! Tag it Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, First Line Fridays, and short fiction.
Your line for this week is:

The woods waited for her, every day she passed the ancient sickly trunks, she felt the wind still with their bated breath.
It was a place of darkness, secrets and sorrow.
It was imperative to complete passage during the day as nothing survived overnight. It was as if the trees sucked the breath from the living once the sun had set.
In the eerie shadows, nothing moved, small rodents and animals staying underground for their own safety.
Only she held the key to their continuance, and maybe one day she would stop with her potions to lift the despondency of the dying.
Until then the woods waited for her to pass their ancient sickly trunks and held their breath in hope.

About pensitivity101

I am a retired number cruncher with a vivid imagination and wacky sense of humour which extends to short stories and poetry. I love to cook and am a bit of a dog whisperer as I get on better with them than people sometimes! We have recently lost our beloved dog Maggie who adopted us as a 7 week old pup in March 2005. We decided to have a photo put on canvas as we had for her predecessor Barney, and now have three pictures of our fur babies on the wall as we found a snapshot of my GSD so had hers done too. From 2014 to 2017 'Home' was a 41 foot narrow boat where we made strong friendships both on and off the water. We were close to nature enjoying swan and duck families for neighbours, and it was a fascinating chapter in our lives. We now reside in a small bungalow on the Lincolnshire coast where we have forged new friendships and interests.
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7 Responses to First Line Friday: September 27th, 2019

  1. Spooky. Dangerous Oppressive. Then their despair and hope
    So human. Nice!

  2. This is epic. Actually want more of this.

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