Writing Prompt

Fog envelops me as the sultry scent of sorrow bitterness fills my nostrils. The crunch of dead leaves underneath my boots attacked my heart as I slowly ascended upon the hill, revealing a tall tower. Dark and all-knowing. Cursed.

I pushed my apprehension aside, forcing my limbs to move. I pulled my cloak around me tighter, masking my face in shadows.

The building only spoken of in lullabies, on...

Fog fills the air around me, and the bitter smell of burning prey fills my nose. I try not to make a sound as I make my way to the dark leaning tower ahead.

The wind whispers with an evil sound, and the world rumbles at my feet. I try to stay upright, and continue on my way, but I can barely keep my footing.

As quickly as it started, the rumbling stops and the ground goes still. I don’t move, ...

A thorn-riddled vine lay across the threshold, as some sort of guardian for the tower. The sharp edge of each thorn a small warning for the danger beyond this point. 

With my heart rumbling in my chest, I inhaled a deep breath and took a careful step over the thick girth of the vine. In realization that it could not stop me, it began to slither under the stone bridge, like a snake who had lost a...

I looked up at the tall dark house, more of a tower, which housed the reclusive wizard. He was not known to take visitors for any reason, but I must find out. His house was far beyond the limits of the town, but everybody knew just where it was. My family’s house sat against the wall and I sat upon the battlements to escape the hubbub of my family often, and to fool around with one certain sent...

There is a time for everything. A time for sorrow and grief. A time for joy and laughter, for fear and courage. However, to err is human, and in our imperfection we sometimes feel the wrong thing at the wrong time.

I steady my breaths. My heart and mind war over what to feel. I _think_ I should be afraid, but I’m not. My heartbeat thumps behind my ears and I choke down my excitement. The las...

I tugged my hat tighter onto my head as the wind threatened to let it slip. Everyone in town knew best to stay away from Nox’s tower. It was an old and barely ticking clock tower, just as jagged and jaded as its guardian. But I couldn’t let my curiosity go unsatiated.

He was at the center of it all in my dream, hand outstretched as the entire world fell to ruin. I needed to know why. The door was...

The tower loomed over me, equally beautiful and menacing. I looked up, craning my neck in an attempt to glimpse the top. Unsurprisingly, I couldn’t make it out - it seemed to be almost entirely shrouded in murky gray clouds.

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I glanced down at my tattered dress, at my worn and muddied boots. I had no choice. If I stayed another night out in the col...

Persinthemum, persinthemum, persinthe..she didn't finish the last word as she gazed up towards the looming castle ahead. The skies had turned an ominous tar colour, tinged with an angry red hue. The skies erupted thunderously.Emily jolted forward from where she stood in the middle of the cobblestone path. Her forehead wrinkled as she stared upward towards the mountains.

The castle sat atop the hig...

I just failed a business and everything is on credit cards. Yes, I’ll take a paycheck for a little while to get out of debt. And yes, if I didn’t leave my career to learn and start business ventures, I would have an extra quarter million in my bank.

Despite my explicit mistakes, I wouldn’t change anything because I am so much more afraid of normalcy. Ambition might have been dampened in my heart...

“To complete the prophecy, we need to travel to Silverstone Tower. Be prepared at 7 o’clock sharp.” I’m

marched to my room where food and new clothing await me. I eat and dress in my new clothes quickly. I

plan to go to the library and try to figure out what King Theron was talking about. How come I was chosen

to be the Ancient queen’s host? There is nothing special about me.

I slip out of ...