Once upon a time
Once upon a time in a land far far away Crumpled in a darkened corner in a pool of stale piss, Coutard hacked up his final cough. The clumps of thin rats moved quickly to circumvent his slow slump to the stone floor. The stone was cold and refreshing against his forehead, providing a central focus to his muddled mind. What next? It could wait.
The band meant nothing to Ms Crawlock, she could care less. But the one she was looking for might be there. She prepared herself put on her *special dress*, her red heels, and made a sandwich while waiting for the time the band was supposed to start.
In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together.
In the town there were two mutes, and they were always together. No one knew for sure if they couldn't talk, or if they wouldn't talk. Town folks found it impossible to write about the mutes, but they lived happily enough in their indescribable world until death. The End
First line taken from The Heart Is a Lonely Hunter by Carson McCullers
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon
Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon 23 years ago. A fifth floor flat in a shambolic city. The air conditioning unit long dead. The stench of street food and fumes. Pale yellow sunlight, reflected from a nearby building, weakly penetrates the gloom...scratched floorboards, an old television. A point of white expands to fill the screen. Through the static fuzz vague shifting shapes gradually form. Awful...yet familiar. The sensation reminded him of walking barefoot on sand dunes, but there was nowhere to go. He waited for the shapes to arrive.
First line taken from One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia Marquez