Six Sentence Sunday: Sahmara's Sunset

I've been meaning to join in the Six Sentence Sunday fun for well over a month. Every time Sunday evening rolls around I smack myself in the forehead and pledge to remember to get a post ready for the next week. What can I say, I've been a smidge scatterbrained thanks to an overwhelming workload lately. But I finally remembered!

Sahmara's Sunset was my first NaNoWriMo novel. My first fantasy novel. The novel that made me realize there was life after finishing a novel I'd been writing for years. Writing it was a very liberating and inspiring experience. I recently revisited Sahamara's Sunset as part of this year's NaNo 50k, rewriting the first half from scratch and finally creating some words I'm willing to let others see.

The first lines...

Tall grass ripped at Sahmara’s bare legs as she ran headlong across the moonlit field. She glanced over her shoulder. The shadows of her recent captors had grown distant, their voices no more than whispers on the cool wind. Sahmara slowed, not of her own volition, but because her body threatened to collapse if she didn’t. Bent low, she hid in the thick blades. Her chest heaved as she fought to catch her breath.