Yesterday I found this gem in Terry Pratchett’s Maskerade –
“He had a unique stride: it looked as though his body were being dragged forward and his legs had to flail around underneath it, landing wherever they could find room. It wasn’t so much a walk as a collapse, indefinitely postponed.”
Now I cannot get the image out of my head…
So I decided to share.
You can thank me later.
PROMPT: Does your main character lumber, saunter, amble, or galumph? Whatever his or her method of movement, take a walk on the wild side and “Pratchettize” it today.