#OpeningSentence

Agatha Panza von Sparkles settled into Needle’s pilot seat for the very first time.

— Sunward by William Alexander

I’m not eligible for parole for six months.

— Hammajang Luck by Makana Yamamoto

Back then, when I was a young woman, there were still witches.

— The Bewitching by Silvia Moreno-Garcia

Yekini had one dream, and the ark was always in it.

— Lost Ark Dreaming by Suyi Davies Okungbowa

Tiliard, known as the Deathbed of Tulips, straddles the river gorge like a half-submerged stump.

— The Works of Vermin

The wind bit, the sun hid, and on the first day of class, when she ought to have been lecturing undergraduates about the dangers of using the Cartesian severance spell to revise without pee breaks, Alice Law set out to rescue her advisor’s soul from the Eight Courts of Hell.

— Katabasis by R.F. Kuang

A girl and a god, alone in communion.

— Library of Broken Worlds

The young woman, at times described as a wash of colors seeking rest, at times a stone soul, at times a witch, reached into a pocket of timespace, pulled her small journal from its air, and wrote while curtains of raindrops cooled the open space under her family’s covered patio.

— Amnandi Sails (The Khumalo Trilogy, #2.0)

The sun, as welcome on the back of the old man’s neck as a hot knife, sliced him as he told the unconscious woman, “In raising this cup to your lips, I bind you to me.”

— Breath, Warmth, and Dream by Zig Zag Claybourne

I do not enter cities; I steal into them.

— The Navigating Fox by Christopher Rowe

Selena picked her new home for no better reason than the dog laid down on the porch.

— Snake-Eater

I find solace in a madman’s words once we have crossed underneath the border’s mountains and make our way to a future beyond Bassa.

— Warrior of the Wind (The Nameless Republic, #2.0)

The Weary Sojourner Caravansary stood at the corner of three worlds.

— Son of the Storm by Suyi Davies Okungbowa ({'https://reading.taks.garden/series/by/4?series_name=The%20Nameless%20Republic': 1.0}, #1.0)

Maybe it’s fucked up, but I prefer literally running from things to figuratively running.

— Space Dragons by Veo Corva (Space Dragons, #2)

At first Jace thought he’d chosen well.

— Litany for a Broken World by Karen Conlin, L. J. Cohen, Chris Howard (Entangled Realities, #1)