Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Sneak Peak of a Random 98 Paragraph!

Mick spoke up. "We only know you’re like, this warrior-type dude.”

William smiled.

“Yeah, I’m a warrior-type dude. And the thing is, Warriors like me only get 99 tries, and then we’re dead for good. And I just ... “ William swallowed. Why was he here? Why was he going to reveal this to Jane’s best friend and cousin? He remembered Jane’s face when he came out of his death on the blood-soaked pavement, just yesterday. She’d been so bereft. Crushed. Then she’d touched him like he could disappear at any moment. It was the first time he’d ever been treated as if he were fragile. He couldn’t bear to see her that way again. 

He wanted to be her hero. He wanted to be her immortal.

He cleared his throat. The words were harder to say than he thought they would be.

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