Slivers of light pierced the veil of gloom she’d shrouded herself within. Pinpoints of resplendent sunbeam shone through the netted curtain, dancing upon her face, stinging her eyes with their intrusion.
Rising from her resting place stirred still sleeping particles of dust and fibers to waltz round in twinkling circles with the sun. Ever so slowly she rose, blanket in hand stumbling toward the light.
Standing before the window with 
outstretched arms, she flung the blanket over the curtain rod and climbed back into her bed, once again beneath the comforting cover of dark. She wasn’t quite willing to relinquish the night just yet.
I’ve been meaning to join in the Six Sentence Stories fun for some time now. Lazy, busy, preoccupied, better at writing real life stuff than making it up, but this one is kind of real life, except my curtains aren’t netted.
Now I need coffee, the morning has come . . .
The Qwiet Muse 
Such lovely writing – well done.
I missed the idea with the six sentences and thought the word light had to be in each . I did , nevertheless , make a story:
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That’s okay, it’s not easy putting the same word in multiple sentences, so I suppose that’s a success ❤️ Thank you!
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very engaging imagery (amazing how such writings yield more than just a picture)
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Thank you 😊
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Very descriptive writing! Not quite willing to “relinquish the night” is how I feel sometimes, especially when the weather starts getting colder.
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Oh, me too! I just want to stay all snuggled up! Thank you!
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You’ve taken an annoying time of day and turned it into poetry. 🙂
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Awww, thank you ❤️
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Wow…great opening six! Welcome, I hope you make it back often! Have fun! Ivy
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I certainly will! So much fun! Thank you 💕
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An awesome intro piece for Six Sentence Stories! I have found myself stumbling out of bed to block out sunlight on more than one occasion, usually because Papa Bear is grumbling about being blinded by the light. 🙂
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Thanks 💕 Mornings have never been my favorite part of the day!
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Pinpoints of resplendent sunbeam shone through the netted curtain, dancing upon her face, stinging her eyes with their intrusion. OK, the rest of us are hacks compared
To this line. Awesome
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I don’t know about that, but thanks for making me smile 😊
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I know that feeling.
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I’m with you–it’s easier for me to write about real events, rather than fiction.
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I keep trying though!
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
A good one from The Muse
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Lizzi used to do Six Sentence Stories – now I realize I’ve missed the form. Thanks for this one.
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