I have seen folks post six sentences here and there before, so I thought I would give it a try today. For some reason the name Marrakech was on my mind. I cannot explain it, for some reason it was just lodged in there. Probably because I have been listening to Beats Antique a lot this past month. They have a Steampunk/World music kind of sound. Very exotic, lots of different instruments.
So, here are the first six sentences…
“To pursue the Jinn is to pursue Allah himself. He is the genesis for everything in front of us. The Jinn is like a child to Him, created with purpose and importance. For someone to ensnare such a creation is to spit in the very eye of God.” The wizened old man sat on a threadbare carpet. The tent was filled with a haze of blue smoke and the smell of spices unknown to the other occupants.
Steam erupted out of a long-necked iron tea kettle.
To give a smidgen of context, this opens a short story in which Mark 4.0 (U.S. Marshal, Automata) and his mechanic/assistant Kevin are in Marrakech. They uncover a strange tale of a Jinn (or Genie to use the Western name) making sporadic appearances in the marketplace.
Don’t forget, Monday new scene from The Air Pirate Affair! It seems unreal, but I have one chapter left to write in that story and then I will begin the final story in the series. Eeek! By the way, this may be a good time to go back to the beginning (Under Serial Stories) and check it all out from the start. You could also read the short stories, which fill in pre-serials history on Ignatius St. Eligius.
Have a great weekend everyone! Keep reading!