Friday, August 3, 2012

First Five Friday – The Prophet and the Crown 1: The Fallen (WIP)

Chapter 2

            The darkness of sleep that held Ari suspended in soothing oblivion lightened as if the first glow of morning dawned behind his closed eyes.  Grayish mist drifted across his consciousness.  Gentle scents and sounds wafted to him.  Coffee.  Fresh, deep-fried doughnuts.  

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