I haven’t participated for a while because school takes all of my time away, but I want to get back on track with T5T. This week we’re talking about first lines, so I’m super excited! I included some books I haven’t read yet, otherwise this would just turn into a list of my favorite books 😋
Let’s hop right into it…
5. Strange the Dreamer by Laini Taylor
On the second Sabbat of Twelfthmoon, in the city of Weep, a girl fell from the sky.
Her skin was blue, her blood was red.
She broke over an iron gate, crimping it on impact, and there she hung, impossibly arched, graceful as a temple dancer swooning on a lover’s arm. One slick finial anchored her in place. Its point, protruding from her sternum, glittered like a brooch. She fluttered briefly as her ghost shook loose, and torch ginger buds rained out of her long hair.
4. The Aeneid by Virgil
Arms and the man I sing, who first made way,
predestined exile, from the Trojan shore
to Italy, the blest Lavinian strand.
Smitten of storms he was on land and sea
by violence of Heaven, to satisfy
stern Juno’s sleepless wrath; and much in war
he suffered, seeking at the last to found
the city, and bring o’er his fathers’ gods
to safe abode in Latium; whence arose
the Latin race, old Alba’s reverend lords,
and from her hills wide-walled, imperial Rome.
3. This Does Not Leave This House by Julie Coons
“Your father never wanted you.”
“I wish you had died at birth.”
These words have so much power, especially when you’re five. Especially when stated by your mother. Words can hurt deeply. She used them often, with emphasis, pretty much every time she was angry at me.
2. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by J.K. Rowling
Mr and Mrs Dursley, of number four, Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much. They were the last people you’d expect to be involved in anything strange or mysterious, because they just didn’t hold with such nonsense.
1. The Chalk Man by C.J. Tudor
The girl’s head rested on a small pile of orange-and-brown leaves.
Her almond eyes stared up at the canopy of sycamore, beech and oak, but they didn’t see the tentative fingers of sunlight that poked through the branches and sprinkled the woodland floor with gold. They didn’t blink as shiny black beetles scurried over their pupils. They didn’t see anything any more, except darkness.
Have you read any of these? What did you think? Let me know all about your favorite first lines down in the comments!
Thank you for reading,
I’ll see you in my next post ♡