WeWriWar 385: Sun Kiss 8

Hello everybody! 

Welcome to a new Sunday of writing with Weekend Writing Warrior and Snippet Sunday! 

You can find the snippet from the other participants in the blog hops in the Snippet Sunday facebook group and on the  Weekend Writing Warrior's blog.

This week, we are jumping ahead a bit from where we left off last time:

 

 

She took a deep breath and started to read again, pen in hand when a huge thing came crashing on her window. She jumped out of her seat almost making her cup fall on her notes. She was used to have birds crashing on the window during the day when the curtains were removed for washing but this was different. It was night already. There was no way a bird was going to crash at night, even if her window was the only one with the lights on. There were no owl this big. This was something else. No, it had to be a bird. What else could fly into her window? 

 

 

 

 

 

 This what I was listening while writing. 

"Another dead bird in my hand, they keep crashing into my window." 

 The crash on Jane's windows was planed years before this song even existed but it looks like a cosmic encounter. 

 

 

 

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