I’LL MAKE THIS SHORT AND SWEET! HAPPY FEBRUARY AND HAPPY VALENTINE’S DAY!
I’m working on lessons for a course on using sensory details to connect with our readers in a lasting way.
This is a VERY NEW rough draft. Some details might change as I know where the story is going.
Alana awoke to silence and pitch darkness. What the …? Has the power gone out? Anger that someone had forgotten to pay the power bill tightened her jaw until the thought that someone had cut her power sent burning bile into her throat. She couldn’t stay where she was, but what could she do?
She reached out with her right hand to feel around her side. The barely rough fabric under her palm couldn’t be her smooth satin coverlet, could it? At least there was something on that side instead of nothingness. With her left hand, she swept as far as her arm would permit and smiled.
Though her eyes should have adjusted to the dark, she made out no shapes or even a pinpoint of light or dark that hid even a speck of light. Nothing.
Straining, she distinguished a sound, actually more than one sound. Her uneven breathing reminded her she needed to slow it down and calm down. One tremulous breath followed another one and then an even louder one. Since when was breathing so loud?
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For sensory overload, listen to this! “The Sound of Silence!” https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-1-d&q=The+Sound+http://“The Sound of Silence!” https://www.google.com/search?client=firefox-b-1-d&q=The+Sound+of+Silence