Weekend Writing Warriors are out once again to share eight lines of work with you. Yes, you. Your next favorite read may be found if you travel the Warrior road...the variety of work available is astounding. Just click this Link and you'll find more story samples than you can shake a stick at. There's bound to be something a word weary traveler will enjoy.
Last week we left off with our tiny Clurichaun friend slurring out..."and that shleepy head's the Queen?" Today we begin with Ravyn's answer...
“Well, yes, I suppose…”
The little man belched far louder than his tiny body had any right to allow, shaking the leaves in the trees. Lareina flinched at the noise, and the wine bag slid from her lap. His Nibs eyes fell on the leather bag. “Ah,” he sniffed, “a hint of berry, a little honeysuckle, and a taste of toffee that lingers on the palate…”
“You can smell all that?”
He winked his bloodshot eyes. “Thazz what drew me and me sheepy friend here; I haven’ had any Royal wine in yearz...might I,” he paused licking his lips, “sample a wee nip?”
Ah, so much fun, this guy. As always, I look forward to your comments and advice. Have a very wonderful Sunday!