As I type this I have about 14k written. Hope to have a lot more when Sunday rolls around. Anyway, here’s my six:
Sunlight gilded his muscled body.
Ava dropped her head into her hands and leaned heavily on the balustrade. In the silence, the cool air carried the turn of his bare feet over the sand of the arena, the soft huffs of his breath as his supple body flowed through the series of twisting, intricate moves. The marble dug into her bony elbows and she ignored the pain for her illicit moment of man-watching.
Captain Nahum Heyerdar put on his naked show every morning, just as the sun crept over the second watch tower. Welcoming the fire of the sun as she touched the earth.
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