Thursday, April 28, 2011

Writing the Next Line

So, I'm going to M. I. A. for about a week. Hubs is off so family time. I decided to bring Writing the Next Line back. This will be up for about a week. I will put it all together when I return. Here is the one of the past Writing the Next Line sessions. Click here. It's funny. One of the last sessions, which I made a blogfest, turned into a story for me.

The rules: In your comment you must continue the story, so whoever is first to comment must continue from where I left off, and the next person to comment must pick up from where the last comment left off, and so on. Please keep each comment 1-2 lines, but come back as often as you like. This post will be up for a week so keep the story going. When I return, I will put the whole thing together and post it. Should be fun! The story starts below:

My heart thumped in my chest and sweat stung my eyes. Footsteps pounded the pavement above, scrambling. I gasped for air. They couldn't find me. If they did, I would be dead. I not a thief, I'm saving someone. Someone I love. I lifted the lid to the sachel, the orb glowed red. It would save him, I know it would.

"Over here." A voice yelled from above. I flung the bag over my shoulder and inched into the long, brick tunnel, dragging my fingers over the gritty brick.  The two pillars came into view. I ran my finger along a grout joint till it bumped. After pushing it in, the hidden door opened. I pulled it open and stepped in. It slammed shut, grazing the side of my foot. I turned around.

Crystal blue eyes, high cheek bones, and tempting lips stopped me, leaving a slight tingle. "Aria Ray. You need to come with me." The red hat completely sizzled the fire that enflamed my lower belly. "You're under arrest."

Now it's your turn. I have a little outline to this one already, but it will interesting to see what you guys come up with. I think that's the shortest Writing the Next Line I've come up with. Please excuse any tense issues. Have a great week!


  1. Best of luck with your family time. Enjoy. Not sure I can partake in this, this time, but 'Have fun, everyone!'

  2. I couldn't let them take me. I had to get the orb to my father.

    I looked around in the small chamber for something to use as a weapon. There, in the corner, a left-over disc from the middle wars.

    "Look," I said, "can't we talk about this like two rational people." I inched my way to the corner.

    "Stop where you are, Aria Ray. You're wanted on suspicion of murder. There is nothing rational about that. You're coming with me."

    He lunged for me, and I sprang to the corner, grabbed the disc and flung it in a wide arc. It slashed his neck and when I saw the blood, I ran past him and out through the tunnel.

    I glanced back once. He didn't follow. If he died, I would be wanted for murder for sure. I didn't care. I needed to get the orb to my father. He would make everything right.

  3. Not exactly the morning I had expected. Myles was supposed to meet me inside, he said he had something for me.

    With those blue eyes piercing through me I had thought it was him, how foolish. Now not only am I wanted for a murder I didn't commit but I injured the one person who was definitely accussing me of it.

    Now I have an orb to deliver to my father, I'm accused of murder, and I still don't know where Myles is or what he wanted me to have. Something tells me he was up to no good and now my name is attached.