Aspire to Inspire

Just an average teenage British writer trying fill a blank page. I’m a beginner, so I would love to know ways to improve my writing :)

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Aspire to Inspire

Just an average teenage British writer trying fill a blank page. I’m a beginner, so I would love to know ways to improve my writing :)

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Little Snippet Of A Work In Progress

Aspire to Inspire

1 min read

They sat on the boat, eyes fixed on the light ahead, the boat swaying in time with the lapping waves. The mist clouded everywhere apart from the lighthouse that served as a small beacon of hope, a waterfall of light spotlighting the ship.

Valen and Ebony sat beside each other, Valen’s eyes wide with excitement and Ebony’s narrowed with suspicion.

“Another lighthouse. How very convenient.” She mutt...

What Has Hands But Cant Clap?

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2 min read

_-another inspired by Sherlock, cause I’m obsessed :)-_

Ebbon swallowed grimly, staring down at the corpse. He scanned the body, his face twisting in disgust. One of its hands were in a chest, limply holding what looks like a button. A signal, presumably. Ash stood at the side, a nauseous feeling in his stomach. He always tagged along, hoping to be some sort of help. But, he always forgot how gor...

Mystery

Crime

Sand

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2 min read

**_-Inspired by Pirates of the Caribbean -_**__

_Sand. Why sand? It could be anything else. It could be the grass, maybe dirt, ever mud, but sand? Ugh, it’s the opposite of the sea! And why is it everywhere? There’s nothing else but stupid desert._

Captain Edrick’s thoughts wizzed with simple whines and protests as he perched on the top of the ship’s mast, precariously dangling his legs from t...

Humour

Waves

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2 min read

I clutch desperately at the bank, my nails digging into the dirt as I clawed for purchase. Arms trembling, my breathing ragged, I make an attempt to hurl myself up. My hands slip. I clasp onto a clump of grass, the small blades snapping through my fingers.

Panic wells inside of me. My heart bangs against my rib cage like a wronged prisoner demanding escape. My eyes begin to droop, the fatigue set...

Action

Thistle

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2 min read

This is a bit like Sherlock, by the way, just a different mystery that you have to solve.

“I didn’t think about that.” Ash muttered.

Rune glared at him, a flicker of amusement in his eyes, “you don’t think about anything.” A small smirk creeped onto his face. There is was, that signature look.

Sighing and rolling his eyes, Ash looked back at the corpse at his feet. It truly was revolting.

It was ...

Mystery

Pain

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1 min read

She stared at me for a moment, then plunged the knife into my stomach. I lift my eyes to meet hers, my gaze dark.

“You fool, pain doesn’t burden me, you know that.” I sneer, pulling the knife out. No blood. As expected. And yet I felt it, a sharp stinging feeling. But not in my stomach… in my chest? Why on Earth would that be?

Nyx didn’t speak, she merely stared at me, panting, her form shaking li...

Romance

Fantasy

Not About The Prompt!

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1 min read

Narrated by 𝔇𝔢𝔞𝔱𝔥, the misanthrope that rules the world.

☠︎☠︎☠︎☠︎☠︎☠︎☠︎

Dying is easy. You just lie down and it arrives. It’s staying dead that’s the hard part. Every moment you are hoping for the sweet feeling of release, of relaxation after stress, of your name being called by the heavens themselves after being stuck in a waiting room that humans labelle...

Fantasy

Humour

Emily Davison

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2 min read

“When the time comes, be ready.”

The words echoed in Emily’s mind… she meandered between the crowds, occasionally skidding to a halt, momentarily hesitating, then continuing forward. Seeds of doubt continued to blossom in her mind. Was this worth it? Would it even work? It didn’t matter. Mrs Pankhurst would be proud either way…

Surging onwards, she kept her hat far over her eyes and her gaze plan...

Action

The Light

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1 min read

Silas clutched at the mast of his ship (or what remained of his ship). He was shivering, water streaming down his skin and his hair clinging to his face. Curtains of darkness covered the blue sky, enveloping him in night. The constant wind sent tremors through him, swaying his boat, causing more wood to snap off, leaving a trail behind him. The salt water dried his lips and left a bitter taste in ...

Adventure

Time’s Up

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1 min read

Trembling, his breaths coming out as short, ragged gasps, Vai remained under the bed. His heart was pounding against his rib cage, like a wronged prisoner demanding freedom. The footsteps were growing louder, the ear-peircing screech of a sword being dragged across the floor echoing in his ears. Vai held his breath. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead, along with a small crimson dot of blood...

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