Last week, my sister challenged me to participate in the Weekend Writing Warrior’s “#8 Sunday” exercise. The idea of this challenge is to post an 8-sentence excerpt of your writing on your blog, something I’m not always comfortable with when it comes to fiction. But, in the spirit of trying out new forms of writing, my first #8 Sunday snippet is taken from a fantasy fiction novel that I’m starting to develop, definitely not my forte!
Shaking her head in resignation, Melle left the tent without a word; when she returned a few moments later, she held a cream belt in her hands. Hearing the flap open, Gwayn looked up from her seat on the cot to where her sister stood in the entrance. Melle brushed her short, dark hair out of her deep blue eyes and sighed as she met Gwayn’s light green ones. Thrusting the belt and scabbard at her younger sister, Melle looked away first, her jaw set in a stubborn line.
“Take it,” she said as Gwayn hesitated to reach for the worn belt, “I’ve no use for it anyway.”
Gwayn stood slowly and took the engraved leather in her hands; slinging the belt around her slim waist, she buckled the sword into place, testing the weight of it on her body. Drawing the sword from its scabbard, Gwayn hefted the light blade in her hand and gave a few practice swings; Melle watched her sister’s fluid movement, and the way Gwayn’s blonde hair rippled in the light as she moved. Too focused on her form to notice, Gwayn didn’t see Melle frown slightly, nor did she see her sister’s face pinch in pain before she turned and strode out of the tent without looking back.
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