First Lines: March 2020
This month, we've got amazing views, large feet, and a lot more. To submit a first line, email firstname.lastname@example.org.
“I was eighteen years old when I realised I was predictable."
“My seven-years-younger brother and I perch high up on the rock ledge, above this heaven-sized New England lake, looking out over the family vacation cottage—a modest brown dwelling on the water’s edge—that my parents built as their second home just after I left at eighteen."
“The last thought that passed through Khalid Zahar’s mind before his head exploded was that woman in the burqa has very large feet."
“The enemy attacked Black Sisters Keep two days past Midwinter, in the dark of night, when the full moon shone down on the sky-ripping peaks of jagged black rock that gave the keep its name."
“The leaves of an ancient oak tree fluttered in the quiet inviting Christine Fryer to dismount inside the safety of its low, sprawling arms."