Six Sentence Sunday
Jun. 5th, 2011 10:57 pmFrom the current WIP:
Blake ignored their antics and chipped gently, keeping as much concrete as possible in the bag.
The rough shape of a head head emerged from the block. He tapped more gently, flaking bits and pieces away instead of whole chunks. He found a straight nose, sharp cheekbones and a narrow chin. The bones were intact and there was muscle in place, but the skin looked raw and new, still a little crispy in places from being burnt. The jaw moved as soon as it could, opening the mouth in a scream.
Blake ignored their antics and chipped gently, keeping as much concrete as possible in the bag.
The rough shape of a head head emerged from the block. He tapped more gently, flaking bits and pieces away instead of whole chunks. He found a straight nose, sharp cheekbones and a narrow chin. The bones were intact and there was muscle in place, but the skin looked raw and new, still a little crispy in places from being burnt. The jaw moved as soon as it could, opening the mouth in a scream.