Anyway...last week's Six Sentences got such a great response that I thought this time I'd just pick up where they left off. That and my random scrolling put me in the middle of mindless ramblings of a blocked writer, and I wasn't about to share six sentences of that.
The queen hardly drew breath. The king himself remained riveted on
This cannot go on for much longer, Graciela thought desperately, certain that every moment spelled her betrothed’s injury or defeat, yet equally certain that every moment also held his triumph. She did not try to understand the contradiction in her mind. There was no time to consider, to ponder, there was only her knight locked in struggle on the field. Her Anton.
That's my six for this time. Next week I'll share Katarina's thoughts, or you know, something else. See you around visiting all the other awesome Sixers!