Everyone, this is the beginning of my book. Call it a fictional story based on real life. If you want to. Basically I'm going to exaggerate certain parts of it, but most of it is still true.
Here's your first preview: The beginning of the first chapter.
I could sense my prey. She was close. Her trembling whispering was being carried back to me on the wind, like a long lost chant. All I had to do was to follow it. Don't look down...don't worry...close your eyes...don't worry...
I'd only seen her from a distance, but I knew exactly who she was. I'd been back down Kent Street when I'd happened to look up; to see her, standing on the edge of the roof of the tallest building, eyes closed. I knew what she was planning; of what she wanted, and I planned to help her.
Word of the day: Story.
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