I present to you Eight Sentence Sunday, a blog hop hosted by Weekend Writing Warriors. Here are the first eight sentences from a short story I started last week.
Weather changes swept the land. Places which used to accommodate forests were now deserts. Those covered in snow were melting away to nothingness sprinkled with mud. People who once lived happy lives in calm villages were sending groups to search for more hospitable places to live.
One such party left from a village once in lovely grassland, now turned desert.
Hamlet braved a mouth full of sand to speak to the group, “I know this seems like a lost cause but no one has been up the mountain in years. There’s a chance the mountain hasn’t changed, there’s a chance the other side still has grass. We have to look, it’s our only hope.”
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