Set up for this scene: Spoiled heiress and scientist, Rainey Childress, is having a sleepless night.
Rainey punched her pillow yet again. She wanted to sleep, needed to sleep because of the workday ahead of her. She opened her eyes and sat up. Damn bodyguard. What was his name? Ross… Ron… Rat… Roth. Wolf… Beowolf. What the hell kind of name is that? She walked to her window and pulled the drapes aside. Shifting clouds played with an almost full moon. Eerie shadows waltzed across the grounds of her father’s estate. Unexpectedly, the clouds cleared and the moon shone brilliant. Rainey gasped when a huge bird swooped from the sky and soared past her window, its magnificent wings agilely directing its body. She watched the creature until it disappeared in the direction of the woods. I wish I could fly with you.
3 Comments
7/3/2011 08:46:02 am
that's an interesting start. Wonder how she got stuck with a bodyguard :-)
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7/3/2011 01:44:26 pm
Hey, you definitely want your bodyguards to have some sort of badass name.
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9/2/2020 10:20:15 am
I read your blog! But guessing is little tough for me.. You have written more about it.
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