A little experiment.
Below I have begun a story in screenplay format that has yet to be written. The genre and characters are not defined in any way. Post your own follow up scenes sequentially, beginning where the last post left off. Hopefully, in the coming weeks we'll have the makings of a coherent story.
FADE IN:
EXT. COLD ROCKY SHORELINE -- MORNING
Wind-whipped seas disrupt the otherwise motionless environment. Grey clouds loom heavy in the distance. TARA, a fragile specter of a girl, looks out into the brooding sea, her back to a small cottage sitting atop a rocky cliff.
She will not be going back there.
Tara grips something tightly in her hand. Blood trickles slowly down her palm to her finger tips.
(continue story from here)
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