Sunday, November 20, 2011

Sample Sunday - From WIP


He was lying flat on his back, and really did seem to be sleeping. Maybe he's taken something, she thought. Or maybe I gave him a heart attack and he's dead. The thought chilled her, but she tiptoed over anyway. He was breathing, but slowly. His hair was damp, his eyes closed, the golden lashes catching the light from the hallway. His face was icy and luminous with the fine sheen of sweat; and far from the normally relaxed pose of those asleep, his body was rigid as marble.

“Robert,” she whispered, knowing he wouldn't answer. She wondered if he was lying there, as she often had, in the grip of some terrifying nightmare, unable to move or speak; but she dare not touch him. She backed away and closed the door quietly. She would wait.

And Robert did indeed dream, although not as the rest of us do. He simply fell through darkness, for hours on end.

9 comments:

  1. Mmm... this could go in any direction... the possibilities are endless...

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  2. you KNOW I am waiting for you to continue the WIP.!!!!!! Too good a writer not to be more out there,

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  3. All right. Now I'm curious. Can't wait to read more. :-)

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  4. Gripping...
    Next installment?

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  5. This was intense, Li! My partner has sleep paralysis sometimes and the scary way he describes it just added to my experience of this piece!

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  6. The last line really made the story...intense.

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