Sunday again. Yes, this means another six sentences drawn from – well, something or another from me and a variety of excellent and rivetting fiction from other authors all over the place. The list of the other authors can be found here. Give it a click and you will be transported to distant planets, faraway places and times, and read about what goes on there. Have a go – it’s fun.
My six? Last week Cynfal and Gwion were in a very compromising position that was likely to get sweaty. Obviously, I can’t carry on with that [because it’s the only sex scene in the book and it seems a pity to ‘spoil’ it], so I’m skipping about 12 sentences and picking it up the next morning:
His waking in the morning was later than normal and far warmer, though there was a scratchy and dry patch under his hip that he frowned over before remembering where he was and what he had done. He opened his eyes to find that the other half of the bed was empty – had been empty long enough for all but the last traces of warmth to have faded.
The bothy was empty of Gwion too but the fire had been made up, there was a cup and a bowl on the floor beside it and outside he heard the swish of a tail and jingle of a bit.
Cynfal felt a little disappointed – it would have been nice to wake up with a warm armful and reassuring to see Gwion’s bright smile. But this – maybe it was better this way? Maybe Gwion needed to keep his distance while he came to terms with the fact that no, he wasn’t actually dead and yes, he could take some pleasure in another without clouding his memory of Llif?
I’ve started writing A Fierce Reaping again. I get up at about 6 and manage about 300 words before the alarm goes off and the proper day begins. I’ll do better when it’s lighter [and a good bit warmer] in the mornings and I can get my brain fired up earlier. But next week I’ll start posting something different. I’ve had one vote for pirates, but I can offer historical fantasy, high fantasy, or Regency romance parody. Any ideas?
Pirates!
parody is always fun!
Glad to see you’re writing A Fierce Reaping again. I also want to vote for pirates. I’d like to see what you do with that considering how much I love the snippets of Fierce Reaping, which btw this once was great, too. I really hope waking up alone doesn’t mean that Gwion has had second thoughts.
Aww, poor Cynfal. I hope Gwion doesn’t regret what they’ve done. Lovely six and I love the description of the “Swish of tail and jingle of bit”.
Oh, Regency parody. I love parody.
Excellent, Elin. You write emotions so well, and set a scene for the mind’s eye. π Great six!
I love this scene, and his reaction to her not being there.
So he’s bridled (and presumably saddled) Cynfal’s horse? Helpful, or a hint to get going?
Another lovely six there.
Another fab six from you, Elin! I’d love to see some regency romance parody. π
Sad that he woke alone, but at least Gwion had thought of him before leaving. Nice six! π
This is lovely! Uh, i like pirates too. : )
Wow! The emotions in your last paragraph are so vivid. Wonderful snippet.
Felt badly for him that he woke alone but wow, lots of wonderful description! Excellent excerpt! I’ll be happy to read snippets of whatever you choose…
I like this a lot. Quite a lot of emotion here. I feel for him.
I’m feeling for Gwion and hoping he can take in some pleasures too. Nice six! I’d go with historical fantasy.
Nice six! You do emotion really well.
That was fantastic. A great morning after moment. π
Give us pirates! Though I’m going to miss these two… Lovely writing Elin. Can’t wait to read this in print. π
Good six, and very descriptive of how he feels after his night. Nice job, Elin. And I vote for pirates. π
You’ve captured those “morning after” doubts so well. π Not to mention your great descriptions, which I love.
Way to give us the “morning after” AND leave us hanging, LOL! I love these characters and your voice!