“is everybody going crazy”
[NANO] Day 2: 200 and so words
Tuesday, November 2, 2010 || 5:51 PM
I would start with Day 1 (which was yesterday) but I didn't actually get any writing done yesterday, so I'm posting what I managed to put together during fifth period. I'll be writing more later on so I'll edit this with that as well. Also, I will NOT be editing this as it's a write as you go type of thing. However, whenever I do finish, I'll probably pick it apart. Go NaNo!
Disclaimer(s): The plot and the characters all belong to me as they are a figment of my amazing imagination. This is written for the purpose of National Novel Writing Month (NaNoWriMo
) and is not to be copied or used by others.
A cool breeze flew through the forests of the Unknown. The trees shuddered with the breath of the north winds, their leaves rustling – as if they were whispering secrets. The rustling began forming words and sentences, as if there were people living within the trees.
“Be quiet, they might hear you.”
A man stood aloft in the middle of the trees branches – or at least, he appeared to be. In reality, he stood atop a floor of oak, ornately carved with drawings and illustrations which all held the same message. In fact, he was surrounded by many carvings and artwork that adorned the walls of the tree house. Branches wove in and out of the windows, camouflaging it and making it seemingly obscure. Deeper into the tree house, a woman lay on a bed in pain as she felt the contractions come and go. Midwives were all scrambling to get cloths and water to deliver the coming baby. Female family members stood by her side, holding her hand as she pushed. Her insides felt like they were being pulled away from her body, her hands were clammy and she couldn’t bear to open her eyes. Every minute felt like an eternity and her body was in utter chaos. Not only did she feel pain around her large midriff but she felt a sharp pain inside her head – A pain that wasn’t at all affiliated with her labour.