Then I checked my email (procrastinating) and saw a notification from another blog with a triple S post, and I was like, OH YEAH!
So here's Six more Sentences from my (still) untitled NaNoWriMo restart.
Hrothsam looked at Aoduain closely. "There's really only one thing we can do."
"What?" asked Ilyrana.
Aoduain closed his eyes, as if knowing what was coming.
"We have to amputate it."
I am evil to my characters. Yes, they really do amputate his arm. But that's okay, he's not much of a fighter anyway.