First Lines

[its_me_duh_X-P]

Originally Posted by BookStop

Angel leaned in close, his breath skimming my ear, sending involuntary shivers of delight over my goose-pimpled flesh, and whispered, "Goodbye."

actually this would be an amazing cliff-hanger

[Gav]

After I'd discovered them I began to wonder if anyone remmembered the meaning of the word dissatisfied.

[Culhwch]

I saw the end of the world.

[Tea is my copilot]

Most of B. M.'s days consisted of eating, drooling over musicians with disturbingly greasy hair and planning an escape from what The Outsiders (she always pictured it with a capital letter, knowing they could never understand what was really happening there) called a mental institution.

[Hilarious Joke]

Sylvio woke up because the light was different in his room.

[Culhwch]

The last words I heard before the bomb hit were, I miss you, George; the phone line went dead, and the earth shook.

[Lhinneill]

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The stench of ash and death poisoned the air.

[Dexter]

The village rose up from the desert like gooseflesh on bare skin.

[Talysia]

The grey shadow of a man holding a long knife was cast onto the wall in front of me, although I knew that I was the only one in the room.

[mirinda]

I felt the agonizing pain in my head, tasted the blood then saw him standing over me with his blade drawn. Coming for his prey. Tonight I was his chosen victim.

[ray gower]

Gryndel staggered to his feet, scrapping earth and leaf litter from his cloak as he did so, before sparing a moment to gaze regretfully at the carcass of the horse that had borne him so well for over 100 leagues in his desperate flight from Tal and the Emperor's hunters.

[mirinda]

Sputtering and choking as I went back beneath the surface of the water. It filled my lungs. Fighting I came back up. But the hand of death, and my captor was ruthless that night. That warm summer night in August, the day I died.

[HardScienceFan]

I feel sad now.I see my creator reaching for the "off" switch

[mirinda]

Thrusting my sword into his stomach I felt it bounce of of his ribs. Pulling it free i wiped it clean smiling as he fell to the muddy ground. The blood grew as the life drained out of him. My counterpart shivered. "He deserved it." I said plainly. "Now come on girl."

[Dexter]

Would I trully live again if I possesed this man or would that life yet cling to his shell, the differences between his past and future conduct attributed to some odd defect of his personality?