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(Using the first page of my novelette, Scarlett Burn – Vol 1)
The jagged rock pierced her brown fingers, mushing tender muscle and flesh between bone and stone. Heavy climbing gear was strapped to her waist, legs, and back. A sling filled with white chalk hung at her tailbone. The powder was the only thing able to dry her moist palms and fingers. Days of hiking and climbing had worn her out, but she clung to the rock regardless because that was what Timon said to do.
“Take your time, Scar,” said Timon from a ledge just below.
The j Jagged rock pressed into the pads of pierced her Scarlett’s bronzed brown fingers, tenderizing mushing tender muscle and flesh between bone and stone. It was windy this high up the mountain. A cool autumn day with clear blue skies had replaced the dry heat of summer.
She felt herself beginning to slip, so she focused on her fingertips rather than how far she was above the treetops. Her nails were already chewed to the quick, the edges caked in white chalk–the only thing able to dry her moist palms and fingers. A sling of the stuff hung at her tailbone. Heavy climbing gear was strapped to her waist, legs, and back.
A sling filled with white chalk hung at her tailbone. The powder was the only thing able to dry her moist palms and fingers. Days of hiking and climbing had worn her out, but she clung to the rock face regardless because that was what Timon said to do.
A deep voice floated up from a ledge below. “Take your time, Scarlett.”
said Timon from a ledge just below.
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