I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Changing it up a little bit. This week I have a bit I wrote for a writing exercise a couple weeks ago. I'm not sure if it'll grow into a full story, we'll see!
The cold air burned her face. She shouldn't have agreed to this freezing ordeal.
Sophie stands up and jogs in place in front of the door of the great wall. Wishing for a fire is a waste of time, but there is nothing else to do. There is no way to stay positive in this wretched cold.
Guidelines say that she has to stay out here for a week, just as the hero did in the chronicles. But she is no hero and she knows it. Why should she, a normal person, be expected to perform a hero's act? Stay in the winter cold without a fire or even anything to do. Waiting.
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