The LAST sentence you wrote today

[JT Woody]

(On your WIP)

 

[X Equestris]

From my rewrite of an old short story:

A halberd brained her mare.

 

[Luxuria]

Current last line. Character names/setting anon'd:

I tracked the heat signatures of the halves of the airplane and sent X to the left and I went right.

 

[DLC]

“He is truly the chosen. Hand him the book.” said the Wendigo. Bigfoot handed me a small leather bound book

 

[Louanne Learning]

I just happened upon this thread as I am working on my entry into the Tavern roleplay.

This is the last line I just typed out:

She laughed. “No one in service to the queen is their own man.”

 

[JT Woody]

after 2,906 words today:

As her eyes rolled back and her arms went limp, the last thing she saw was Falan’s smirk.​

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[Sandor]

If he was awake, he might have attempted to drink it.

 

[BeastBlood1885]

"The old Worg of ashen fur never once looked back."

Bit standoffish, that one.

 

[Trish]

The purples and grays of Death slowly retreat back the way we came, and I sigh as I look back to the unconscious man, “I don’t know how, but I guess you’re going to live.”

 

[Sandor]

1 Horker with Wagon - For getting to the canyon, as well as food when it dies.

 

[JT Woody]

She listened as choking gasps turned into wet gurgles, fading into silence.

 

[hirundine]

Yesterday actually (because I forgot this thread existed):

"We didn't want to go."

 

[hirundine]

Kjartan slept so heavily that even if a volcano erupted in their kitchen, it wouldn't be enough to wake him up.

 

[JT Woody]

Kjartan slept so heavily that even if a volcano erupted in their kitchen, it wouldn't be enough to wake him up.

The best kind of sleep

 

[JT Woody]

“Love is not without pain, and sometimes people must die in order to heal.”

 

[JT Woody]

She’d want to return, and if she did, he didn't know if he could protect her.

 

[hirundine]

Brynjar didn’t know ghosts could get goosebumps; but they could, and he did.

 

[WellWater]

If I really wanted a dominant aroma, I would add bleach.

 

[Rath Darkblade]

After my (female) MC spends a couple of chapters bickering with a supporting character, but they finally accept each other and even work together:

Friends was friends, even if they hated each other’s guts.

(This could be the beginning of a beautiful ... no, let's not go to Casablanca)

 

[WellWater]

They were chattering again, so I poured another glass of Rioja.