Good Morning all you warriors, Welcome to my little corner of the blogiverse! If you happened by here earlier and found last week's snippet instead of this weeks, I am sorry. I had a very long day yesterday and didn't post it last night...so please forgive me. If you didn't know I hadn't posted yet, just ignore what was previously mentioned, except for the Good Morning Welcome! If you don't know what I'm talking about at all...as in, what the heck are warriors and snippets, follow this link HERE! You will find a treasure trove of talented authors, ones who are already published, whose works are waiting for you to take them home.
Last week Medina the harpy had just seen the rotten little boy pull the alarm bell, the sailors attacked her with cannon balls. Things did not go well for that ship, but let's see how Medina's taken the whole experience (creative punctuation most definitely in use)...
Medina glided through the morning’s glow, letting the wind replace her anger with fresh exhilaration. She banked and looped through the dissolving fog, spying rowboats pulled up high on the shore. She streaked down to the fishing hut, hovering in front of the shabby door, the bursts of air off her wings rattled the door in its frame. Joff opened the door wide, “Medina, good morning, and how are you this fine day?”
“Oh lovely,” she cried, flitting in through the door to land on the table. “I talked to a sailor on one of the ships, seemed like we were getting along pretty well, but then he pulled an alarm bell.”
“He pulled the alarm, and that surprised you? What happened next?”
Well, after all you softies were so worried about our little sailor boy, Medina and I conferred and decided the author might be allowed to rewrite that section slightly...Medina's hard to negotiate with as you can imagine. But, she decided she liked what you all thought of her, and then began chastising me for not thinking of it myself...so, yeah, thanks. My ears are still burning.