First Chapter First Paragraph Tuesday Intros ~ A World Below
The boy sat on a throne made of mushroom stalks and branches, slung together in an arching, triangular shape and lashed tight with vines. Thorns and brambles had been missed in the soldiers’ haste, and now they dug into his legs and back, pinching and twisting and sharp.
But the boy did not flinch. He was as motionless as the throne he sat upon.