My First Six Sentence Sunday

By , @Writing2Day

Below are the first six sentences of the opening scene to my novel, the year is 1898. If you’d like to join in the fun, Twitter #sixsunday or go to the website at Six Sentence Sunday.

The wrought iron gate creaked in the morning fog.  April hesitated, then continued up the path to the main house.  Her footsteps echoed on the cobblestones, lending an eeriness to the still morning air.  As she entered the courtyard, the house loomed above her.  The grave stone walls were faded from years spent in the harsh sea air, their only color a coat of ivy weaving an emerald pattern in the morning dew.  A slight breeze lifted the leaves, seeming to give the house a life of its own.

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