The sun oozed over the horizon, shoved aside darkness, crept along the greensward, and, with sickly fingers, pushed through the castle window, revealing the pillaged princess, hand at throat, crown asunder, gaping in frenzied horror at the sated, sodden amphibian lying beside her, disbelieving the magnitude of the frog's deception, screaming madly, "You lied!"
2006 Bulwer-Lytton aka "Dark and Stormy Night" Contest, wherein one writes only the first line of a bad novel. (I don't have author's name, sorry)
