Writing prompt : first line: It was a dark and stormy night
;ast line: and there was much rejoicing.
It was a dak and stormy night. In fact, it was the darkest and stormiest night ever recorded at the National Weather Service. The darkness was so dense it hung like listless black velvet drapes on old mansion windows. The darkness enveloped the space like a tomb. The air was so dank and dark you could cut it with a cheese knife or butter knife if you were so inclined.
Althea picked up a jewel-toned butter knife from the tray that held corn bread cut preciecly into 2 1/2 inch squares. She poured buttermilk from a silver urn into a sparkling goblet handed one to Reginald then pour one for herself.
The lights suddenly flickered then went out. All was blackness. Lightening crashed, the upstairs maid screamed as a gust of wind blew the storm outside inside. When the lights flickered back on, the corn bread and buttermilk had disappeared and so had Althea.
Amy stopped reading and lay down the manuscript and looked around the room expectantly.
"Well, how do you like my first attempt at writing a novel?"
Amy's guests looked one to the other but said nothing.
"I have more but I don't think I'll share it just now" Amy said studying each face .
Suddenly, everyone began cheer and clap at the same time and there was much rejoicing.