I am taking a stab at NaNoWriMo after all. I am pretty late to the party, but I am not too concerned with that. I just want to get the flow of writing started and for some unknown, yet loved reason, I am inspired. Hope this gets your interest piqued and keeps you wanting more.
ENJOY
The scents hit her before her eyes even opened. Since the aromas were unfamiliar to her, and she obviously wasn’t in her own bed like she was when she fell asleep, she decided to investigate while under the ruse of sleep still. She sniffed slowly and silently, trying to judge what exactly what it was. She picked up hints of bread baking, which made her stomach growl like a traitor. She kept her breathing slow and deep to fool anyone who might be watching her, but her pulse had sped up considerably. The only other scent she could recognize was the scent of apples cooking. From what she could tell, there was cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, and sugar involved. Perhaps a pie or tart was being cooked along with the bread.
After a moment of savoring the aromatic air, she switched her concentration to the sounds. There wasn’t a lot to go by. A faint bubbling sound came from what she guessed was a nearby stove. No sounds of movement came, so she slowly opened her eyes. What she saw took her breath away...
ENJOY
The scents hit her before her eyes even opened. Since the aromas were unfamiliar to her, and she obviously wasn’t in her own bed like she was when she fell asleep, she decided to investigate while under the ruse of sleep still. She sniffed slowly and silently, trying to judge what exactly what it was. She picked up hints of bread baking, which made her stomach growl like a traitor. She kept her breathing slow and deep to fool anyone who might be watching her, but her pulse had sped up considerably. The only other scent she could recognize was the scent of apples cooking. From what she could tell, there was cinnamon, nutmeg, cloves, and sugar involved. Perhaps a pie or tart was being cooked along with the bread.
After a moment of savoring the aromatic air, she switched her concentration to the sounds. There wasn’t a lot to go by. A faint bubbling sound came from what she guessed was a nearby stove. No sounds of movement came, so she slowly opened her eyes. What she saw took her breath away...
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