These entries have been pretty action-packed so far, so for this week’s entry I figured we’d take a step back and relax for a moment ( “Acting Quickly” was last week’s if you missed it).
Continuing with my story (which I’ve managed to finally come up with a name for: “Vengeance in Valor”), we’ll step away from the drama and intensity, so you can stay comfortable in your seat this week. Also, Baen Books’ writing contest stopped accepting submissions yesterday, so now we keep our fingers crossed and see how “Vengeance in Valor” does! And of course, if you want to get involved in these weekly entries, you can head over to Weekend Writing Warriors for all the info you need on these events. Here’s my entry for this Sunday:
As dusk began to fall upon the forest, the men returned to the clearing. Unraveling their packs, they set up camp near the riverbed, fashioning makeshift tents and a fire with which they cooked their trophies over. They feasted until their trousers could stretch no more and told stories until their eyelids grew heavy. As one by one started to drift into slumber, Johanan volunteered to take first watch, staring out into a vast darkness. As the flames of the fire began to dwindle, he scouted around the edge of the clearing in search of what dry firewood he could find.
Returning to the camp, he tossed the tinder into the fire and watched the flames devour the wood until returning to their original height. Propping himself up below the old target on the giant oak, he fought to fend off slumber’s embrace, yet to no avail. As the flames of the fire danced before him, he let the soft chirping of crickets around them lull him to sleep…