These things happen.
Scribbly Update: I think I almost have it, this cadence of the Island, this way of their talking.
Malachi's POV was hazy to me until I stopped to find it, and unknown voice is never good in a book of mine.
The FAVORITE BOOK 1ST LINE meme
1. Pick 10 of your favorite books or series'.
2. Post the first sentence of each book. (If one sentence seems too short, post two or three!)
3. Let everyone try to guess the titles and authors of your books
My own notes: some of these will be shamefully easy (at least, in light of who reads this blog). I've paired these so if you want an extra challenge, you can tell me what correlation they have. Some of them are more amorphous correlations, containing various links, and all are acceptable. The first one, though, I have something very specific in mind, and it may be a bit tough if you don't know one or the other... ;) Good luck!
Some years ago there was in the city of York a society of magicians. They met upon the third Wednesday of every month and read each other long, dull papers upon the history of English magic.
The temperature of the room dropped fast. Ice formed on the curtains and crusted thickly around the lights in the ceiling. The glowing filaments in each bulb shrank and dimmed, while the candles that sprang from every available surface like toadstools had their wicks snuffed out.
On Dreamer's Plain, the gathering of delegations from the Twelve Crowns of Raine for the coronation of the Queen of Raine looked like an invading army. So the young transcriptor thought, gazing out a window as she awaited a visiting scholar.
In a hole in a ground there lived a hobbit.
I didn't know how long I had been in the king's prison.
“She won't be angry with me,” said Alicia. “Why should she, Kate? Every word I wrote her was true. This is the most horrible place in the world. You know it is.”
Linderwall was a large kingdom, just east of the Mountains of Morning, where philosophers were highly respected and the number five was fashionable. The climate was unremarkable. The knights kept their armor brightly polished mainly for show—it had been centuries since a dragon had come east.
In the land of Ingary, where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born the eldest of three.
Miss Brooke had that kind of beauty which seems to be thrown into relief by poor dress.
It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
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Date: 2009-08-31 04:04 pm (UTC)From:(You may note few people are interested in those writing posts. ^_^ But I sneak stuff in there...)