Writing Prompt

In the side of a mountain, there is a door. What's on the other side of the door, you ask? Well, it depends on your own actions. If you are kind-hearted and always help others, you will see the world of your dreams on the other side. If you have a heart of stone and think of only yourself, you will see a world that seems great at first, but the farther you venture, it will become your worst nightm...

It's weird when traveling you find all kinds of things but just so happens that this time I found something I can't take back with me.

It seemed like a normal day, a day where the sun shined bright and the sky was clear, not a rain cloud to complain about. Julie wakes with a great sense of happiness and humor. She decides to ask a few of her friends to take a friend vacation to catch up on all th...

“Enter.” Janx’ voice was terse as usual. Instantly I was a little boy asking for a second cookie instead of a grown man, a crown prince, a bridegroom. Even though our union was in name only, a year long symbolic marrying of our clans, I still felt I deserved more. More what I had no idea? Steaming, I charged into my wife’s chamber.

She was veiled of course. Her graceful back in a peasant shift fa...

There is a man that stands behind the mountain. He wears a very large cloak, one that to an individual would look far too big, but to him, it is perfect. The hood is perfectly sized to fit his head and hide his face, and the coat of it is just large enough for him to appear bigger but not too large to where it drags against any surface he may walk on.

Specifically the surface of the mountain.

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Bendelkohf pulled his cloak tighter around his frail, aging frame, the icy North Wind finding every opportunity to stab his arthritic joints. How many days had it been? Four? Five? Ten? He had lost track. He knew only the path; Not from any sign or guidepost, but from a novel navigation spell. Not a cheap incantation, by the way, having cost him four ancient opals, seven quilboar teeth, and a Flam...

Darkness my old friend

When will you end

Morning will come soon

But first we howl to the moon

Dead of night mystery

Late night misery

Wondering in the dark

Wishing for night’s spark

Longing for sweet depth

Waiting for eventual death

Hearing night’s silent sounds

Head spins round and round

Wee hours slowly come

The clock’s click has won

New day is dawning

Waking and now yawning

Tessa🦋...

As death walked out his door, not knowing if he’d be back or not. He gathered his staff and some snacks, he locked his door and placed another stone in the garden for good luck and departed for his adventure. He walked down the path to the portal to welcome the new comer for the new journey.

As they walked through the portal they looked around in the moonlight ombré of the vast unknown. As...

Legend has it there’s a door in the mountains that will lead you to a world unlike any other. It rests just beyond the forbidden forest, high above the highest mountain,hidden among the stars. Only the brave and the curious have found it.

Thousands have made that treacherous journey and none have return. Some say many died while others say they entered that world and would never return.

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𝒱𝒾ℴ𝓁ℯ𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓌ℴ𝓃𝒹ℯ𝓇ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝒷ℴ𝓊𝓉 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈 𝓃ℯ𝒶𝓇 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓈ℯ 𝘞𝘩𝘺? 𝒴ℴ𝓊 𝓂𝒶𝓎 𝒽𝒶𝓋ℯ 𝒶𝓈𝓀ℯ𝒹. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝒶𝓃𝓈𝓌ℯ𝓇 𝓉ℴ 𝓎ℴ𝓊𝓇 𝓆𝓊ℯ𝓈𝓉𝒾ℴ𝓃 𝒾𝓈 𝒷ℯ𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈ℯ ℴ𝒻 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝒽𝒶𝒹 𝒽ℯ𝒶𝓇𝒹. 𝒯𝒽ℯ 𝓈𝓉ℴ𝓇𝒾ℯ𝓈 𝓂𝒶𝒹ℯ 𝒽ℯ𝓇 𝓌𝒶𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝒾𝓃𝓋ℯ𝓈𝓉𝒾ℊ𝒶𝓉ℯ. 𝒮ℴ ℴ𝓃ℯ 𝒹𝒶𝓎 𝓈𝒽ℯ 𝓌ℯ𝓃𝓉 𝓉ℴ 𝓉𝒽ℯ 𝓂ℴ𝓊𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒾𝓃𝓈. 𝒮𝒽ℯ 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝓂𝒷ℯ𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓁 �...

“Gildred is going to kill me,” Barnaby mumbled to himself. His wife had been on his case lately. “A whole day out selling potions door-to-door and not a single gold coin or dragon’s tooth to show for it.”

There was that house full of elves, likely students at the local bard’s college. They seemed interested at first, only to find the old alchemist’s brews to not contain any toad’s sweat and there...