Six Sentence Sunday: Shelved WIP #3

Today’s SSS post is third, and last, six sentences of Mia and Briar’s argument in the garden.


That moment, when her hand made contact his face, was burned into their son’s mind. It rewrote his definition of the world in which he now lived, the throne that ruled it, and of the school that produced the voices of the Red House and the queens of the Gold. It caught not the people who gave him birth and raised him, but the gears behind the clock face, the machine that ruled in the king’s name.

They weren’t his parents; this wasn’t his family.

The boy remained huddled in the shadow of the red lace tree only long enough for the woman to run out of the garden with her husband on her heels. He had no plans as he darted out from his shelter into the now-steady afternoon shower, only a romantic idea planted in his mind a day earlier by a daydreaming manservant: to live like the gypsy, to pick a road and run, whether back or breast to the wind, and never look back.


Please check out the other authors at Six Sentence Sunday. Some of my favorites are Jayel Kaye, Sarah Ballance, Krystal Wade, Monica Enderle Pierce, Siobhan Muir, Sarah W., and Pippa Jay.

Writers! Participation in SSS is straightforward. Submit a link to the host site between 6:00 pm Tuesday and 11:59 pm on Saturday. Post a six sentence excerpt on your blog by 9 am Eastern (US) on Sunday.

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