First Lines Friday...

"The Reach is broad too placidity this morning, the pale bluish heaven streaked amongst pinkish mackerel-belly clouds, the shallow body of body of water barely rippling inwards the slight breeze, too then the audio of the domestic dog barking breaks into the calm similar gunshots, setting flocks of gulls crying too wheeling inwards the air..."
                                                                                                ...The Lying Game past times Ruth Ware

Don't you lot but beloved the words rolling off your natural language equally you lot nation the pale bluish heaven streaked amongst pinkish mackerel-belly clouds? I do. And I beloved Ruth Ware's writing because I experience similar I am sitting inwards a large comfy chair admiring all that's going on.

Hmmm... I wonder why that domestic dog is barking... You are going to desire to read this mass too notice out!


Does the commencement lines tempt you lot into reading more?