Thursday, June 21, 2012

First Five Friday – The Prophet and the Crown I: The Fallen (WIP)

Chapter 1

The first thing the man was aware of was a heaviness weighing him down.  His whole being seemed to be burdened with a dragging load, keeping him pinned to the unyielding surface beneath him.  And the surface itself pulled at him, as if it would drag him into its thick embrace and close over him, suffocating any screams he might utter.
            Next came an awareness of sticky heat coating his skin.  He could feel it filming his body, a barrier between himself and his clothing.  

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