The first sentence I wrote yesterday…

Chris Keating edged around the walls of the guardroom as he fled the prison, trying to avoid the blood that covered, it seemed, everything, and trying not to look at the ruined bodies of the Holy Warriors who had been guarding him.

Current word count: 59,305
New words this session: 1,492
Percentage of novel completed: 59.3

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