first lines

Fist lines for possible stories:

• The cold of sweat wet the back of his ears as he crouched, uncomfortably, waiting for the signal that the surprise attack was to begin
• The winds came across the stone hills in a rush of murmuring whispers of some lost soul crying in the approaching darkness.
• She stood on top of the craggy cleft for a long time screaming her lungs dry, calling her sister’s name over and over again until her voice broke in lamentable despair.
• How preposterous is it to suggest that stories can be settled with death defying races, two fools dueling it out to almost certain death?
• Life isn’t perfect even in virtual reality, Max E knew this fact all too well having had his digits and bits rearranged one too many times of late.
• The Ion engines roared to life and the flux turbines whined into a scream of pure power as the Vex Guardian, a first wave snub fighter prepped for its first combat launch.
• The War chief sat her horse among the amber blades of wane on the hillside and looked down at the rank and file of the ever-victorious Tiberian Army
• The thug looked down at the blood as it congealed on the stony steps outside the Shady Grove Café, it was his blood.
• The sword sang its song of crimson death in the light of the fading sun; for slaughter of men it had been lovingly made and skillfully wielded.
• The moon’s white disc floated out into the heavens high above Amarron, Seluna the white hunter, followed by Diss, her almost invisible twin.
• The light in the stone circle intensified until the stone around it began to emanate an audible hum, Scott felt heat coming from the monolith he leaned against and wondered again if coming had been in his best interests.
• As the prayers for the dead continued, Steven added his own for Margaret’s life- knowing all the while he should be praying for her soul instead.
• Scimida stood by her friend, Akaeshiel, and looked on as Oxbo walked his mount up to join as they watched the sun set over the ruins of Lorderan.
• Jen walked down the flight of stairs to the marble topped ballroom, her dress a swathe with a thousand shining stars on the deep blue silk riding her hips.
• How could a farm girl from Kansas end up flying in a outdated Flying Fortress across the impossible landscape of an equally impossible world; she knew the answer every time she asked it, it had all started when she met the man named Quest and gave him a ride in her father’s Chevy truck.
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