Weekend Writing Warrior #2

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Here are the next 8 lines of “Remember Me in Shadow” :

Meryk lit his walking lamp with a touch of his finger, the thought of the lass’s milky warm breast in his hand the catalyst. How late was the year gone, anyway? His planned move south and away from the early approach of winter here in the mountains had apparently gone awry. Winter on his tail all the time.   His breath steamed out like a small dragon. He watched the mist move amongst the snowflakes and lamplight, bemused a little with drink. His hip flask was full. He had no place to sleep but his solitary camp in the woods outside the village limits and no hurry to get there.

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5 thoughts on “Weekend Writing Warrior #2

  1. He seems very unfocused–both in the moment, and in general. He’s clearly been drifting through life if he can’t even move before the winter comes! It definitely makes me wonder what’s coming next.

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