I haven’t actually worked on Dominion of the Damned today; I’ve been too distracted playing around with my new blog settings. But as of yesterday, it currently stands at 67,379 words.

Here’s a snippet from yesterday’s session:

“Damn the sun,” he wanted to tell her. He wanted to taste that bottom lip, to pick her up and carry her to her room and taste all of her, to soak up her warmth and feel her heart beat against his chest, to stay with her forever and make sure she never again knew what it was like to feel alone and afraid.

Instead, he redirected his unspent kiss, and placed it on her forehead. Then, without another word, he walked out into the remains of the darkness. She didn’t try to stop him.