Friday 56: Vol. 15

The Friday 56 is a blog hop by Freda’s Voice and the rules are simple:

  • Turn to the nearest book.
  • Open it on page 56.
  • Post a sentence or two.
  • Join the linky.
  • Go crazy on the linky.

“He paused in the tumult, standing, looking beyond them and down the unfriendly side of the mountain to the great patch where they had found dead wood. Then he laughed so strangely that tey were hushed, looking at the flash of his spectacles in astonishment. They followed his gaze to find the sour joke. ‘You ot your small fire alright.'”                                                                                  –  Lord of the Flies by William Golding


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