Thick Black Lines (Snippet Sunday 9.18.16)

Welcome to Snippet Sunday on Darkling Dreams!

Where writers come together to share a few sentences (8-10) of their current project — whether it’s a recently released novel, a WIP (work in progress), or an older manuscript that’s being revived. Intended to hook readers, gather feedback and build an author’s fan base, Snippet Sunday is the FB group that does all three.

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For a couple months — August and September I’m thinking — I am switching back to sharing from my adventure novel, Breaking Point. In October I might switch back to Fated to Darkness as I hope to have the first draft finished by then. (Yes, finished. I can hardly believe I’m saying that.) Should that happen, I’ll be posting to celebrate completing my first ever novel manuscript. Until then, enjoy more horses and mysterious bad guys!

Previously on Sunday Snippets: Our main character, who has yet to be named, has taken a ride through the forest on her horse Midnight, and has found herself racing a buck through the foliage. Midnight and his rider have veered off the path somewhere and have now found themselves in a uncharted part of the forest they have never seen before. They have run into a band of armed riders who seem threatening, and are surrounded now. After making a run for it, my MC was knocked out and both her and her horse were captured.

Picking up right where I left off from last week’s snippet.

(Some sentences may have been creatively edited and punctuated to try to fit the ten sentence limit. I’m over, again. Can we just agree that my snippets will always be a little longer but not too long?)

~*~*~*~

I bolted out of bed and made a beeline for the window. “Midnight!” I screamed, hoping like all hell my horse would hear my voice and come towards me. I just needed to see that he was alright.

Upon reaching the window, I banged my head against the glass in my haste, causing the ache to turn to another severe pounding, but I hardly paid it any mind. The panic of seeing my horse was all that I could think of at the moment. When I looked out the window, everything was broken up into parts set by thick black lines. My focus zoned in on the black lines only to be dismayed by the sight of iron bars surrounding the glass window on the outside.

I frowned. Well, if I had any doubts of what happened, they were certainly all up in smoke now. I had definitely been kidnapped and these guys meant business.

Another yell and scream from my horse brought my attention back to spotting him. In the center of a yard were four guys on horseback with lassos racing after and trying to corner poor Midnight as he bucked and reared in fright. Even with the distance between us I could see the whites of Midnight’s eyes as they rolled back into his head. I was suddenly very afraid my horse was going to get himself hurt. Or worse.

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Poor, Midnight. Must be so scared…

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This story is not yet on Wattpad either as it is another unfinished work and unedited as well. I refuse to put up anything that is unedited. One day I hope to finish this book, but my focus this year is Fated to Darkness.

However! If you wish to read anything else that I do have finished, you can hop on over to  my profile on Wattpad and check out what I have to offer. I love to hear any and all feedback on my work as well. Comments are greatly appreciated, as are the reads.

And if you’re looking for some other great snippets of fellow authors,
hop on over to Facebook and check out Snippet Sunday!

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13 thoughts on “Thick Black Lines (Snippet Sunday 9.18.16)

  1. Pingback: The Smallest Movement (Snippet Sunday 9.25.16) | Darkling Dreams

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