An attempt at First Person
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aldersprigI am trying writing in first person by re-writing bits of extant stuff. I couldn't think of anything to do, so I did part of Monday's Edally
The dining hall wasn't silent, but it might as well have been. There was the House Monitor to one side of me, my friends to the other, and a small gang of Bitrani boys in front of me; nothing else in the room mattered at the moment.
"There's no fight." Darnio talked around the lie slowly. "We were talking to Saydrie. Things got heated."
The House Monitor looked doubtful. "I don't suppose you want to tell me why?" No, of course they didn't.
"He's a ra-" Maybe they did. But the Bitrani that spoke up was silenced by his friends. Maybe they just liked to touch each other. I didn't shudder, but I wanted to.
“We were having a political disagreement?” Darnio's lies were getting less and less believable. "It just got a little out of hand."
Was the House Monitor really going to believe that? I hadn't gotten this whole thing right up to the edge of a fight to have her believe his manufactured stories.
The dining hall wasn't silent, but it might as well have been. There was the House Monitor to one side of me, my friends to the other, and a small gang of Bitrani boys in front of me; nothing else in the room mattered at the moment.
"There's no fight." Darnio talked around the lie slowly. "We were talking to Saydrie. Things got heated."
The House Monitor looked doubtful. "I don't suppose you want to tell me why?" No, of course they didn't.
"He's a ra-" Maybe they did. But the Bitrani that spoke up was silenced by his friends. Maybe they just liked to touch each other. I didn't shudder, but I wanted to.
“We were having a political disagreement?” Darnio's lies were getting less and less believable. "It just got a little out of hand."
Was the House Monitor really going to believe that? I hadn't gotten this whole thing right up to the edge of a fight to have her believe his manufactured stories.
