Things are a little chaotic since the demise of #SixSentenceSunday. Our Facebook follow-on group just changed its name to Sunday Snippets. There’s another group called Sneak Peek Sunday that uses 8-10 sentences. I’m going to stick with six for now and hope this all sorts itself out soon. It would be great for all these groups to get together and support each other.
Enjoy my Six Sentence…ooops, I mean Sunday Snippet! In this one, Toran is just starting to get a sense of the chaotic situation he’s landed in.
He needed to get a look outside. If he could move quietly enough so as not to wake the lass, he could peer out the tent flap. His boots were lashed together with enough slack between them to hobble him, but not to prevent him from walking in some limited fashion. He considered trying to remove them, but the bindings around his ankles were too tight, and even if he got the boots off, he didn’t want to lose them. He wouldn’t get far on bare feet, so he’d have to find a way to cut the cord between them. First things first.