Apparently, the first line of a book is of great importance. It must be true: I read it in a book! Here are the results of my recent efforts at crafting first lines...
I once loved a woman who loved the Muppets.
He counted the bars as they went up, each like a giant meat hook mounted upside down, and wondered how many it would it take to do the job.
This is a story of three crows gathering in the moonlight, fireflies dancing by a stream, and dust, more beautiful than stars, floating in the sunlight.
If you had to write a story to save your life, what would you write?
It is Thursday and I am blind.
Once there was a rose and a sword.
I must have been born with a broken heart; that is the only possible explanation.
Time travelers are dicks, destiny is for douchebags and eternity ain't necessarily forever.
Deep in a cavern, far beneath the Black Mountain, the demon woke from his nightmare.
Above a mountain glade a procession of Black Butterflies followed the trail of blood, dark and shiny upon the grass, towards the stricken, snow-white deer: in their wake, the Golden Dragon followed.