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Out of interest, I just pasted into a list the first sentences of the most recent 20 fics posted in my fic journal.

The 1st is an unfinished fic and then they go in reverse order.


Sean made wishes with his fingertips.

The sun was burning hot on the Trojan sands but inside the temple it was cool.

The muscles in Patroclus’s arms were strained taut and quivering as he climaxed deep inside his lover.

Liv is Orlando’s princess and Viggo is Orlando’s king.

The fort came alive before dawn, the sounds of the animals and the men filtering in through the small windows of Orlando’s sleeping chamber before the soft rays of the sun illuminated the painted walls.

When Orlando went back inside, Eric was nowhere to be seen, but Sean had returned.

“Oh yeah…oh like that…”

She was in Boston when she saw them.

They rode from Luguvalium at dawn, heading east along the North Road.

When Orlando confronted Viggo he hung his head, ashamed.

Elijah isn’t seething

Shox comes around to the bar after the performance and lets the tide of appreciation swell over and around him.

Eric slammed the door on his way in and it made the whole trailer shake.

Elijah spread the drawings out on the table.

There are bits of paper on the floor and a guitar in the corner.

The afternoon light is gentle on the walls of Valletta.

"So, do you want to meet Johnny?"

Paris will stand on the tower above the Scaean Gate and watch the blood well up from the graze on his hand.

He knows they’re in the cabin.

The slip-slide of sweaty skin on sweaty skin makes Will groan.

Hector’s eyes are locked with Paris’s as he crosses the room.



What are yours?

Geez 16... would have guessed about 8!

Date: 2004-05-27 11:36 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nitw1t.livejournal.com
“OK, OK…, everything… I’ll glue everything! Take care, have a safe trip home” and with one last hug Viggo said goodbye to his son Henry at the airport.

“OK, whose turn is it to pull a name out of the bag?” Lij asks the group assembled having lunch between takes.

Orlando was wet and chilled to the bone as he stepped into the trailer he and Viggo shared for the Helms Deep shoot.

Four hours and several battered bodies later, Peter called an end to filming for that night, much to Orlando's relief.

"I'm ready" Viggo said wiggling his eye brows and wearing nothing but the dirty grin plastered on his face.

A 'challenge' they had decided over lunch on the first day of meeting.

Viggo's legs are starting to ache but he does not attempt to move from his standing position.

“It’s okay for you! You’re not only getting the moves but you can be…well, human. I’ve gotta be some nimble, graceful bloody elf!” Orlando whined out as his head hit the back onto the wall he had just slid down.

"Last call for flight NZ328 to Los Angeles" the announcement rang out over the tannoy.

Orlando shifted his palm on the side of his face; he knew there would be a bright red patch where he'd been leaning for so long.

Viggo passed a couple of drinks back through the mob crowded at the bar to his group of friends and turned back to the barman to order the rest of the drinks.


Viggo's Palms were sweaty on the steering wheel as he drove.

Orlando locked his car door and turned around, squinting at the sun that reflected from Viggo's car that he had parked beside.

Liv rested her tray down on the formica table and sat down.

Cfeng's arms ached as he hung another Orc suit up in the costume rack.

Viggo awoke to the feel of a chilly breeze causing the hairs on his arms to stand up.


-hmmm, I think I need a fic journal.

Re: Geez 16... would have guessed about 8!

Date: 2004-05-28 03:28 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] aleathiel.livejournal.com
I think you do. There are a few there I don't recognise. Hmm.

Date: 2004-05-27 12:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seasidh.livejournal.com
Okay, here we go...*lol*

"I can't see the problem, you know..."

"I can't bloody believe it!"

Orlando was one happy man!

It was in the middle of the night. The house was quite and dark like it was outside.

Viggo was desperately trying to fight his boredom.

"I can't believe this is all true..."

I moan when I take a look into the canteen.

Orlando wiped away the sweat on his forehead with his arm, trying to breath in the thick summer air of Florence.

Orlando sighed happily, bathing in the sunlight and stretching his limps contentedly.

Shuddering, Orlando made his way into the stable to see if he could assist his lover in feeding the horses.

Orlando lit another cigarette - the fifth in forty minutes.


Well, since you said 'fics' I took the first sentence from each first chapter of my series *lol* or the first sentence of a one-shot. :D So of course, it's not that much.



Date: 2004-05-28 03:28 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] aleathiel.livejournal.com
Hehe, there's a distinct Viggorli feel :P I wonder why?

Date: 2004-05-28 06:48 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] seasidh.livejournal.com
:P :P :P :P :P :P

I COULD write other pairings...I just don't want to....

....yet....

Wow, these are weird...

Date: 2004-05-27 05:29 pm (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] anjali-organna.livejournal.com
Washington in August was not a pretty sight.

It isn't intentional.

She remembers, as a little girl, watching reruns of the old Superman series.

Ron had been dreading this conversation ever since he first began to notice.

The war officially ends on a Tuesday.

Hogwarts in the fall was always beautiful.

He couldn’t sleep.

Tristan stared out of the small window into the clouds.

The Gilmores were in for their usual cup of coffee at the usual hour before heading out to their usual respective schedules of inn-managing and Chilton.

Re: Wow, these are weird...

Date: 2004-05-28 03:29 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile] aleathiel.livejournal.com
It's great isn't it. The complete mix of stuff.

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