Welcome to another six sentences this Sunday! Please read, enjoy, comment, and then check out the other sixes here.
I'm continuing with another snippet between Quin and Darion this week.
Strong arms encircled her, warmed her. She buried her face in his chest and poured out her grief for Solar in racking, all-consuming sobs and screams of rage from the depths of her soul. Her fury at the injustice of his death surged through her veins in fiery recrimination. She should have been able to save him. He had died because of her, sacrificed himself to save her. It was all her fault.
BTW - thanks for all the comments from everyone; I've enjoyed reading them and seeing your take on the 6. I'm having a slight issue with the comments system - some of you are getting the ID system and others are ending up on the original blog comments system which then gets hidden. I am reading them all and not deleting them! :)
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