I know right?
That must hurt when he’s known as the one and only.
I know right?
That must hurt when he’s known as the one and only.
Just came across another spastic one in BifL:
I go around humming the Popcorn theme every time I’m in a pack of shirtless men.
Undecided Tommy
Emmity wore a long black cloak and could have passed for Death on his deathbed.
I posted in struggling writers, but it is also a sentence out of context so, here
Every now and again, when the orange tree wearies of its own evergreen silence, it retreats into itself—furls the root hairs, scrunches up the pith—and musters the strength to shrug off a leaf—a delicate sigh—to join the perennial hum of the universe.
Oooh, I like this part. I can picture it
Fab
A long fine spray of seawater arched up behind a lone Su-27 as it skimmed over the flat Mediterranean ocean and the starless twilight sky’s reflection. (One Army, Many Tribes)
Two German MiG-29 fighters whipped across the black horizon as their afterburners scorched the frosted air with luminous blue cones of flame. (To Fall for an Angel)
The Israeli strike fighters lifted their noses, zooming over a mountain range, then dropped to the desert floor and aimed for the distant pre-dawn glow of a new day. (One Army, Many Tribes)
The Hind scurried out of the valley with the boulders beneath its shadow exploding under a torrent of cannon shells and rockets. (To Fall for an Angel)
Lunar Heart, Shadow Bound
Don’t ya gotta choose when to worry yourself sick, and when to do the next best thing to survive?
BifL
I’m not a can of Pringles.
He just looked like a sad, lonely, and slightly strange man with an affinity for birds and an aversion to shoes.
Here’s an ungainly one from BifL Ch1 (I’m in the process of gutting it and I hate that type of editing.)
The sooner they shift, the sooner they mate, the less of them taking over the school with their stupidity will hinder me because I won’t matter once they have their own chew toys.
Post MOAR people. lol
Anyway, this is the latest anomaly:
Running away, standing up for myself, it was always going to come back to this one moment where I huddled against to corner of a cinder block wall, without civil rights.
“Advice: Don’t run head first into a metal door.”
solid advice.
punintentional
He stood there for a bit longer, before he slowly spoke again, “Something is off about you, child—familiar, like I tasted it on your mother’s lips.”
The Time Carriage
We were beyond 400 million years into the future, trees dying and growing around us as fast as mere moments, ice ages birthing and dying, yet we would not give up. We kept struggling with the soldiers, one of them fell once again around an ice age, I hope he died quickly, as soon it ended and ancient cities began to be built before our eyes by beings we couldn’t see due to the extreme time differential, they looked merely as beams of light, but I knew these beings were not human, we were their dinosaurs. The battle continued as the time counter was reaching the year 7 billion.
It’s supposed to be a sentence, but that sounds pretty cool! Is that from the perspective of sentient beings or nature?
I think that’s a sentence? Not sure tho? Am never sure when a sentence stops and when a paragraph begins, sorry
Sentient Beings, humans, inside a Time Bubble generated by a machine called “The Time Carriage”
With every loss I had suffered, my soul had fractured into millions of tiny sharp pieces, and I made Blackburne feel every sting of every broken shard.
Sentence is like this.
From a capital letter to a period.
At least, that’s my understanding