Writing Prompt

The sun floated across the sky as dragons and mushroom critters flew in and out of the fantasy forest. Kri crouched, ready to spring at the rabbit. Her orange fox pelt gleamed in the afternoon sunlight. A single leap, a crack, and the rabbit was dead. Kri trotted toward her den with the spotted rabbit in her jaws and a satisfied smile on her face. “Nice job Kri.” Said her father in the shadows. Sa...

The dolphins were the fastest way across Carmel Lake. Why that’s a thing, I’ll never know. I don’t really know how anything makes sense in ZipZopBoop Land. I get that dolphins can swim (duh), but how they can navigate with such finesse through something as thick as caramel is the thing that confuses the daylights out of me.

Kimmy says. “They just do Daddy. Dolphins would be the fastest swimmers ...

6 o’clock.

I was still in bed, Listeria could sing her heart out for all I cared; I was going to get my 12 hours.

Maybe this was my fault for being cheap but how was I supposed to know there’d be any real difference between the 50 den siren and the 35–their bowls looked exactly the same.

Marketing failure.

It doesn’t much matter now that I’m late for the third time this month, today might jus...

I pull my hood lower trying to cover my green ringlets that often get in my eyes. I needed a hair cut. Down a dark alley, I walk into a mirror, my clothes turning sharp and angular, sparkling with a rainbow sheen you can’t see if you focus directly on. I check my golden pocket watch. Following three o clock I find my exit into a different alley. I step through, my clothes returning to their basic ...

As one of the lesser furies in the underworld, Cyrus had the lovely job of punishing the wicked in a world of strange mortals. A land above the clouds that was an awful upwards flight from underground. He did love the feeling of falling back off a cliff when he was up early enough to have time for himself. Cyrus also enjoyed a mortal thing called coffee. It was a strange bitter soup but it tasted ...

Once again, my bed jerked me out because I refused to wake up to the mumerous alarms, except this time it was for an urgent even in the afternoon. I pit my legs in my comfy slides while I grabbed my tablet. My slides ushered me to the bathroom where my toothbrush brushed my mouth for me. I hoped in the shower and next my closet picked your an outfit for me so that I didjnt have to wait to pick an ...

I am elven. My best friend is human.

My name is Zanira and it is pretty weird.

Her name is Charlie and it is even weirder.

I find peace in the songs of nature and days on the beach.

She finds peace in a little piece of technology and a warm spot in her bed.

I have the power to control the natural elements we find around us.

She controls others actions with her words.

Together we are complete oppos...

In the magical kingdom of Elderglade, every morning, Wizard Elowen embarks on a daily commute like no other. Here’s a glimpse into her enchanting journey:

Elowen begins in her cozy hilltop cottage, nestled between towering pines, their needles glistening with morning dew that sparkles faintly with lingering enchantments from the night before. The sun barely peeks over the horizon as she steps ont...

So this doesn’t follow the theme, anyway hope you like

When I grow old

I shall often turn to the warmth and familiarity of my youth

And I will roll the memories over like candy on my tongue

It will taste of the contentment and satisfaction of a glowing fire

And the bright colored bobbles hung from a tree

That lights up hearts as well as faces.

And I will sit with my weathered hands

And my sun spo...

Barduk awoke to the roosters call. Another morning, another day at the mines. The kobold cursed his captors…his slavers. He cursed men. He cursed elves. He cursed dwarves. And he cursed his creator. Born only to be hunted and enslaved by creatures far stronger than his own.

His master, Pyetr, a dwarves son of a whore, soon barged in to the slave’s quarters, forcing Barduk and his kobold peers to...