Hello fellow Weekend Writing Warriors. I'm new to your group and will kick things off with a few sentences from my debut novel, Cargon: Honor and Privilege. The second edition will be available in 2017 and I can't wait to share it.
This is from the opening chapter, opening scene. The setting is several centuries after the fall, in the midst of a second renaissance. Yes, a post-apocalyptic renaissance.
Standing at the back of the room, Eve was thrilled to be in the class even though her status prevented her from actively participating. The young adults in the seats were elite. Born to the wiliest, most intelligent people in Fontive. Eve, by contrast, was born to a cook and stableman. She served in the palace as her parents did, serving wine when the elite joined for dinner every evening. Attending this class was a gift beyond measure.
Although her intelligence matched or rivaled that of those seated, she wouldn’t be able to speak with them or sit among them. Her place was here, at the back, inconspicuous.
Hop around to all the Warriors, but I will remind you to note the abbreviations after each name. There are some Erotic (Er) blogs on the list. If you're under 18, or that's not your thing, you'll want to avoid those.