Thanks to Molly for this challenge idea in the lead up to NaNoWriMo!! Her post on this matter was thought-provoking and her teaser for the challenge was intriguing. I’m curious to know more about the story, so I think you should all go check it out too!
The Look Challenge!
First came a dark boot that was attached to a clothed leg. Sorcha stopped breathing. Her back met with something hard. It’s only the wall she practically screamed inside her head in surprise trying to control herself. I’m going to die she thought as more of the dark-eyed fiend came around the corner. His eyes were murderous as they locked onto Sorcha’s, sending her into an internal flurry of preparation to fight this man instead of just giving in. Her face set into a grim mask of hatred as she waited for him to approach.
Almost immediately Sorcha noticed a change in his face. His murderous look turned to one that quickly slid into shock. Confused, Sorcha relaxed slightly, watching the man as he stared at something just above her head.
Sorcha felt her heart stop beating. What could be behind me that is scaring that man? Her hands pressed against cool polished stone behind her as she mentally prepared herself for what was above her. Steadying her breathing, she noticed the black-eyed man had slowly backed away and was trying to escape from the alley. Trying to peek at what was behind her out the corner of her eye as she also watched the man flee, Sorcha’s mind was ticking over as to what could cause that level of fear in a man like that. She felt the polished stone wall behind her vibrate gently and a soft purring sound filtered down to her ears. Walls don’t vibrate like that she struggled to grasp at what was wrong with this situation. Her fingers felt a warmth spread across the wall behind her. Warmth? Her mind finally pieced it together. The scream caught in her throat, her body frozen in place with sudden understanding.
Please don’t panic hissed quietly into her mind.
The scream that had been stuck, erupted in a strangled yelp as she pushed herself forward. Fear gripped her entire body as she forced herself to turn and stare into the brilliant silver eye of a dragon.
Do you have something to share in the Look Challenge? Let me know what you thought of my little teaser in the comments below.
Best of luck to all NaNoWriMo entrants this year! Happy writing.