I had Random.org select a page for me and it went with page 179.Automatically, I picked up Pyrrhus’ cup and took it across to the side-board, though I was almost totally unaware of my surroundings. Again, I saw Pyrrhus put Priam’s ring on his thumb: the destruction of Troy summed up in that one casual action. But something strange seemed to be happening: I discovered I could still feel the ring on the palm of my hand – I had held it, briefly – as if, somehow, that fleeting contact had left a permanent trace. I know it sounds trivial, but it wasn’t. Not to me. It was one of those moments that I think everybody experiences – and they don’t have to be dramatic- when things begin to change; and you know there’s no point ruminating about it, because thinking isn’t going to help you understand. You’re not ready to understand it yet; you have to live your way into the meaning.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ So This is Ever After by F.T. Lukens
I’d been envisioning what it would be like to behead the Vile One since the old wizard had shown up at my door the day after I turned seventeen and told me my destiny – that I would be the person who ended the dark shadow of evil that ruled our realm. Well, okay, not that specific second because who believes a drunken stranger with a crooked hat carrying around a humming staff? No one. That’s who. At least, you shouldn’t. That’s unsafe.
First Chapter First Paragraph Thursday Intros ~ The Girl Who Fell Beneath the Sea by Axie Oh
The myths of my people say only a true bride of the Sea God can bring an end to his insatiable wrath. When the otherworldly storms rise from the East Sea, lightning breaking the sky and waters ripping up the shore, a bride is chosen and given to the Sea God.
Or sacrificed, depending on the measure of your faith.
Every year the storms begin, and every year a girl is brought to the sea. I can’t help but wondering if Shim Cheong believes in the myth of the Sea God’s bride. If she’ll find comfort in it before the end.
I picked 27% as I loved that part, it was this chapter that showed the cracks in the perfectness of everything.“Of course she’s happy,” Mrs. Minke snaps, dropping her spoon onto the saucer with finality.
“We’re all happy, Maestro,” Mrs. Lyon pronounces brightly, but Sophia watches her dig her long nails like claws deep into the pale yellow arm of her sofa. “Positively blissful. Don’t you worry about us.”
Monday’s First Sentence ~ Toto: The Dog-Gone Amazing Story of the Wizard of Oz by Michael Morpugo + Emma Chichester Clark