4767 words on HOPE OF THE FUTURE. Really good! Considering I have been having to look back and forth at the other two stories of past, merging them into one. Slow, but couldn't ask for a better total. I was late to start, too, and had to still make dinner, clean, etc. I'm quite happy with that. Indeedy.
- Ronin inspiration - Colin Farrell
Note: this is a complete draft, first written edition. It will change.
Silence.
Edging over to the door, her hand wrapped around the lock. Placing the other over it so nobody would hear the click, she turned it.
āSo this is how you repay people who wish to help you?ā a deep thick voice whispered in the darkness, causing Hope to start and drop her bag. Spinning around, she wrapped her hand around the blade forever tucked against her back.
Casually standing there without a care in the world, Ronin was leaning against the counter wearing his long leather coat again. Was he out walking at this hour? Howād he get back in and why on earth didnāt she hear him move? Amarathineās werenāt that good.
Relaxing her grip from the blade, she spun around and snatched the bag off the floor. Throwing it around her shoulder, she went back to the lock. āYou have no idea who I am,ā she criticized. āI donāt want help. I donāt need it. Just shut the hell up and let me go. Itās better for everyone. Iām better in their past. Always have been; always will be.ā
Have you got any words in, today? What's your word count?
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