Welcome to Snippet Sunday on Darkling Dreams!
Where writers come together to share a few sentences (8-10) of their current project — whether it’s a recently released novel, a WIP (work in progress), or an older manuscript that’s being revived. Intended to hook readers, gather feedback and build an author’s fan base, Snippet Sunday is the FB group that does all three.

I am going to continue sharing from my first ever novel Breaking Point for the rest of May and through June. Breaking Point is an adventure novel that for once has no elements of fantasy.
Previously on Sunday Snippets: Our main character, who has yet to be named, has taken a ride through the forest on her horse Midnight, and has found herself racing a buck through the foliage.
Picking up right where I left off my snippet two week’s ago. (After an unexpected computer crash that screwed me for a week as my post Friday explains.)
(Some sentences may have been creatively edited and punctuated to try to fit the ten sentence limit. I’m over, again. Can we just agree that my snippets will always be a little longer but not too long?)
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We passed tree after tree in our run, the buck following us the whole time. It stayed with us for what seemed like a good ten minutes. Until a sudden crashing sound made the deer spook and bolt away into the woods.
Midnight balked at the loud noise, shying away to the side and throwing his head up. He slowed down to a nervous trot and pranced, wary of what had caused the sound. I looked around in puzzlement, searching for the source, but could see no visible signs of what cause the sound. My best guess was that a large tree branch fell, or an older tree finally met its demise. I just didn’t see anything to back that theory up.
A crash as loud as it was couldn’t have been too far from our position. But from what I could see, there was no disturbance of animals or trees in the vicinity. I couldn’t possibly imagine what made the sound.
After several minutes, and numerous soothing words to Midnight, he finally calmed down enough to stop prancing around and chewing his bit. Gently, I stroked his neck, shushing him into a steady walk once more.
We continued on, walking for awhile to catch our breath from our long journey. Eventually, we were well rested enough to start our regular pace back up. I urged Midnight into a slow canter once more and watched as the trees passed by in a blur. We’d been out riding for over an hour, yet neither of us wished to return home. I took another glance around the trail, finally noting the differences in the surroundings. The path we were on now wasn’t familiar anymore, the trees to close together and blocking out the sunlight. Moss grew everywhere and thick lichen covered the forest floor.
Somewhere along the way we had taken a new path, and I wasn’t quite sure where we had veered off from. I wasn’t at all familiar with where we were, and I wasn’t at all sure I knew how to make it back to the small trail that lead home. The forest around us had taken on an eerie setting, putting both me and my horse on edge.
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What could she possibly have stumbled onto out in the woods?

Cover made by @writethelove on Wattpad
This story is not yet on Wattpad either as it is another unfinished work and unedited as well. I refuse to put up anything that is unedited. One day I hope to finish this book, but my focus this year is Fated to Darkness.
However! If you wish to read anything else that I do have finished, you can hop on over to my profile on Wattpad and check out what I have to offer. I love to hear any and all feedback on my work as well. Comments are greatly appreciated, as are the reads.
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Very realistic…the description of riding Midnight was well-writtten.
My best friend’s pony was named Midnight when we were kids. :-)
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Awww. How cute. I love writing Midnight’s descriptions, that feeling of freedom.
Thanks for reading, Teresa! :)
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Hopefully Midnight knows his way home. (Our horses always did.)
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Oh I’m sure he could find his way home, but, well… I won’t spoil it.
Thanks for reading, P.T.! :)
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Interesting snippet … well done again on the descriptions … as usual ;-)
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I always do love my descriptions when I write them, I’m big on them.
Thanks for reading, Iris! :)
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Lost in the woods!
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Yes indeed! Lost in the woods in a section they’ve never been to before. It’s bound to be interesting.
Thanks for reading, Aurora! :)
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I felt like I was in the woods with them! Nice snippet.
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I’m glad you got that feeling. It always make me happy to hear that.
Thanks for reading, Joyce! :)
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Wow, what a strange place to be. Good snippet, Daelyn. :)
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Strange indeed, but it can get stranger yet.
Thanks for reading, Siobhan! :)
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Nicely written with a lovely touch of suspense.
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Oh just wait for the suspense factor to come yet. *Grins*
Thanks for reading, Elaine! :)
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Well, seeing that none of them were ready to come home I guess getting a bit lost is not such a bad thing.
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LOL! True, very true. For now.
Thanks for reading, Linda! :)
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I was right there with them. Give the horse his head and hopefully he will take her home…he’s sure to want his feed bucket!
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LOL! I think he’d want the water bucket first before the feed one.
Thanks for reading, Elizabeth! :)
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Great descriptions–hope Midnight helps her get home.
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Oh I’m sure he can find his way home for them, horses are pretty good at that.
Thanks for reading, Nancy! :)
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