"He lay flat on the brown, pine-needled floor of the forest, his chin on his folded arms, and high overhead the wind blew in the tops of the pine trees. The mountainside sloped gently where he lay; but below it was steep and he could see the dark of the oiled road winding through the pass."
I love the classics and plan to share
some "opening lines" over the coming months. Comment if you like, or
read for inspiration. Writing styles were different then, but were they really?