Writing Prompt

I’ve always wanted my own room. Growing up, my siblings didn’t allow me that, and sharing not just toys with them, but beds, made a bit … bitter over time. The aspect of my own world, my own room, was enticing. So, when I finally got my own, it felt like Christmas morning. Only, there were no presents. It was a subtle difference from what I had always imagined, but still my own room all the while....

The way disconnecting calls to me. To drift from reality tastes so sweet, so enticing. It’s a subtle pull at first, but once you take a bite it’s forever stained your tongue....

The front of the building held a posted guide map to the featured businesses within the building, but this location Audrey and James was given wasn’t marked. They searched room after room on every floor, not finding the entrance they were searching for as they were invited to the local psychic. They ascended to the top floor, while marching down the hallway Audrey could smell something burning on ...

Enticing you towards the handle, the tree pattern carved door stands guard to the room of which you have never seen. Your hand slips over the near deathly cold door knob. Its old mechanisms grind like chalk together while you turn it slowly to the right. It isn’t locked anymore.

You nudge the door only a hairs length, just enough to see inside. The ambiance feels disconnected from the entire buil...

Taking down my work because I don’t want to pay the subscription...

The atmosphere of this inner chamber is quite enticing; subtle blue light bathes the round bed with its small, decorative and large, comfy pillows.

This is where I retreat when I want to disconnect from reality....

Everywhere she looked was covered in something soft. Whether it be the woolen carpets, the silky blankets, or the massive husky sprawled out over the futon, every surface was covered with something enticing her to drop her load and finally collapse.

Bar the gray and white husky snoozing away on the futon, each blanket and carpet had been dyed gentle shades of pastel; a subtle disconnect from the...

She heard the knock on the door and glanced at herself in the mirror, once more, before walking toward the front of the house. She knew, of course, without any doubt, that the man waiting for her, on the other side of the door, was one of the most attractive men she knew, and as she reached to turn the doorknob, she smiled to herself, knowing that she was not only greeting an alluring, enticing m...

The colorful stained glass framed by rich, dark wood gave the door a slight whimsical feel. I approached hesitantly, unsure if I should knock on the delicate glass. There didn’t seem to be a doorbell or knocker, so instead I decided to reach for the brass doorknob and as I slowly opened the door, I softly called out, “Hello? Is anyone here?”.

A subtle smell of mold hit my nostrils, as my eyes adj...

Whenever darkness crept into his mind, temptation filled the shadows. The walls that surrounded his mind suffocated common sense. The world, he perceived, had turned against him. Not far from his consciousness, the seductress stood waiting, biding her time, waiting for the right moment to unleash her allure and lead him astray. It wouldn’t take much.

The small taste she offered was the neces...