Six Sentence Sunday

From Priestess of the Nile, my debut novella, out on January 23rd:

Merys stood carefully in one spot. She pushed her hair
out of her eyes roughly and sighed in frustration,
checking her neck one more time, not quite accepting
the loss of her necklace. The slithering sensation
against her skin as the old leather thong parted and the
amulet fell had been so startling, she had not grabbed
for it in time. Peering uselessly into the murk of the
Nile, Merys blinked back tears. The only possession of
my great-grandmother’s I had left, the symbol of my
being a priestess—gone. I’ll wait for the silt to settle
and then hopefully I can find it.

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35 comments on “Six Sentence Sunday

  1. How sad! Hope she finds it. “The slithering sensation
    against her skin as the old leather thong parted and the
    amulet fell. . .” I could feel it happening to me. Well done.

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