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Story sentence by sentence
Posted 2 Years Ago
I'll start. Each person write a couple of sentences to the story.
The castle was high on the cliff. The sky was dark and dreary and that is where I had to go. I was reluctant to go, but I had no choice.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 2 Years Ago
I have to find her. I have to keep my promise. Somehow.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 2 Years Ago
I set out on my perilous journey up the rocky cliffs to free my love. She's been gone from my life for far too long now, and I need her warmth, her strength and her love to set me free.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 2 Years Ago
I mounted the hill and started to climb. My desire to find my love pushed me on with an everlasting intensity.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 2 Years Ago
I know it will be tough, but I don't care. Anything for my love. Anything to hear her once more.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 1 Year Ago
I needed to feel my lips on hers, her hands in mine.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 1 Year Ago
I needed to see those beautiful eyes and uplifting smile. I trudged further up, wiping the sweat from my brow.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 1 Year Ago
"You're never gonna make it up there," grumbled a voice behind me. "I give it about a mile up before the hill gets too steep."
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 1 Year Ago
"I may have not been an elite warrior in ... the barren land's stronghold, but I will hold my own in my character, " Haskon muttered as he retained his breath in wisps while the cliff face betrayed its steepness.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 1 Year Ago
[Tsk tsk, starfish. Back to first-person we go]
"Will you seriously f**k off, Gargamel?" I spat at my annoying and somewhat-obese companion behind me. "Your incessant bitching is going to wake up the orcs or whatever happens in this bizarre fictional world." I shook my head and picked up the pace. I can't let him distract me like this.
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Re: Story sentence by sentence
Posted 1 Month Ago
Gargamel made a choked sound behind me, I couldn't tell if it was laugh, a stiffed cry or a groan, the wind blurred it the same way a radio station flickers out of tune. I look up. Half way there, more concerning however was the darkening sky.
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