Hi! I have just discovered another link-up with yet another author's blog. This one is at Whisperings of the Pen with Katelyn Sabelko at http://www.katie-writingblog.blogspot.com/, and it is called "Snippets of Story". Basically, you post several "snippets" of the project you are working on for other bloggers to read. So here are a few from Dungeon:
Thirst was a laughable matter; losing one’s head was not.
~Dungeon
“Sure, and the lad has been to see her
every fortnight. If he doesn’t ask for
her hand by the end of the late harvest, then my name is not Rosie,” gossiped a
middle-age woman with yellow hair tied in a large bun at the back of her
head. She sat on a bench by the table,
busily mending a basket.
~Dungeon
For a moment, the princess did not move. That man had looked terrifying. The princess felt a delightful shiver of fear run down her spine. He was exactly the sort of character that fit in with Hatach’s stories of dungeons, and it made her even more determined to explore the dungeon for herself.
~Dungeon
~Dungeon
The princess found it odd that she was somehow responsible for a job that she knew nothing about and a drudgery maid she knew even less about.
~Dungeon
He maintained the gallant bow until she disappeared from the room. Then a glint came into his eyes. “Stupid, stupid girl,” he whispered. As soon as the sound of her steps faded away, he made his way in the opposite direction – to the depths of the dungeon.
~Dungeon
Thirst was a laughable matter; losing one’s head was not.
~Dungeon
The king coughed
in surprise, nearly choking on his duck.
That was the last question he expected to hear from his daughter.
~Dungeon
~Dungeon
~Dungeon
For a moment, the princess did not move. That man had looked terrifying. The princess felt a delightful shiver of fear run down her spine. He was exactly the sort of character that fit in with Hatach’s stories of dungeons, and it made her even more determined to explore the dungeon for herself.
~Dungeon
“Are you…real?” poor Molly gasped.
The princess nodded. “Quite real.”~Dungeon
The princess found it odd that she was somehow responsible for a job that she knew nothing about and a drudgery maid she knew even less about.
~Dungeon
He maintained the gallant bow until she disappeared from the room. Then a glint came into his eyes. “Stupid, stupid girl,” he whispered. As soon as the sound of her steps faded away, he made his way in the opposite direction – to the depths of the dungeon.
~Dungeon
Hello!
ReplyDeleteI am stopping over from Whisperings of the Pen blog :). Great snippets here, from the bits I gather, your novel sounds fascinating! I love the one with the king and the duck :). And I like Rosie too ^_^.
Happy writing!
God bless,
Joy @ joy-live4jesus.blogspot.com
p.s. I love the title of your blog! Psalm 45 is one of my favourite Psalms <3
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