Child of Thunder
Writing Prompt (Adventure)
Cordelia likes to quote Shakespeare in arguments or "life defining" moments, and every now and then she'll set an alarm to wake up at 3am just to look at the stars. Arnold is a pacifist. He doesn't fight against or for anything. He just laughs and drives and nods his head at anything Cordelia says, …
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Love Unmasked
I walked away as quickly as I could. Thunder rolled in the distance, and a gust of wind sent chills down my spine. What was wrong with me? I had literally just poured out my heart to a person who didn't care. I folded my arms and tried to tuck my head below my shoulders. …
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Into the Darkness
Go to the darkness. Run. Hide. What do you see? What do you find? You'll find that the light always finds a way. Through the cracks and the corners leak tiny bright rays. What do you find so intriguing about Night? Is it the darkness that sweeps over you? No, but tiny bright lights. …
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Death
Death is like a quiet snow. Soft and cold. It covers the land like a white blanket and promises an undisturbed sleep. Death is like a bitter frost. Cold and sharp, shards of ice. It comes so suddenly to choke out the life. It always appears in the dark of night then flees away at …
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Tyre
I closed my eyes when the soft lap of the paddle against the water became too much for me. Just as my head began to drift and fall against the boat, a sudden jolt sent my heart pounding against my chest. I turned and glared at Damian for kicking the boat, but he ignored me. …
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Magic
She stayed hidden behind the brush. Eden had told her not to follow, but they both knew that she would anyway. She just wanted to see the magic, the powers Eden had been talking about. She had heard that Eden wasn't human, but only when the old woman turned to face her with a wrinkled …
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Defiance
"Are you sure you don't want to talk to the priest?" "Positive." He stared straight ahead in the most stubborn and irritated fashion, as if his own execution was a waste of his time. "Alright." The executioner shrugged, but it was obvious that he was annoyed. The boy gave the herald the most disrespectful stare …
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A Knight’s Duty
The flames rose behind me like a massive wall. The hungry red demons were devouring everything. I pushed my horse harder and prayed. Behind the fire, the invaders pressed hard. The wall was broken and no place for the people to hide. There was nothing to protect them. Nothing but us. I halted my horse …
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The Journey Home
Prompt Story: Open the nearest novel to page 100. Take the first sentence at the top of the page and use it as the first sentence for a story. (Tuesday – June 9, 2015) I held my breath. The waves crashed higher and higher, and I was tossed like a feather in a whirlwind. The …
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