Writing Prompt

It’s a question often asked and leads people down different paths. Religion, literature, astrology, myth have all provided answers and yet none is any more powerful or accurate than another, as far as we know. Perhaps we find Elysian Fields in a place where the sun is always warm and the nights are always cool, the smell of lavender drifting to our noses. Or perhaps we become nothingness, dissolvi...

I’d like to be an elven wife

With golden hair, and ruby knives,

Never needing to bare a tyke

For stolen ones work just as fine.

Elysian fields of lavender flowers

Just across the fairy towers;

Gowns with splatters of silver and gold

In the closets, neatly fold.

Mansions made of tree and bark

Right beyond the mist and dark

Elven wives can marry three

For all of eternity.

Oh i’d like to be an elven...

Picks up a grapefruit & examines it like its a fine gemstone, from all sides. Drops it into her canvas tote bag that says something in some nordic language, maybe Swedish?

Seems to be the world’s largest fan of citrus fruit with duration of time she has stood blocking the kumquats and pomelos.

I’m in a rush, and I need enough limes to get me through a fifth of tequila. My phone beeps reminding ...

life with you would be like

a day in the elysian fields

full of joy, and happiness

I gave you my heart,

knowing the consequences

knowing that you would crush it

you sliced it up and returned it,

ruby red blood splattering on the floor

there’s no going back now

I can barely see you any more

through the dark lavender haze

and this was once our story....

Her hands are sculpted for holding, she walks with an Elysian grace.

Lavender wisps follow her always, and when I look at her face-

My hands are splattered with paint, and ache. But I reach out for an embrace....

As I’m about to be laid to rest

There’s a tale I need to get off my chest

I’ve tried to live my life as a reflection of gods wisdom

Scared of losing teeth, just wanted all the winnings, call them my Elysian visions

Looking back on my past

It’s clear that time flies fast

But there won’t be a flag at half mast

Forgive me father, at long last

I need to repent about a sin, will leave you aghast

Didn...

It was a Friday..I think..hard to say. I still remember the autumn breeze blowing past me as we walked towards the outskirts of town. The air smelled of damp wood and earth as we made our way to the old forest not far from our school.

Lyla, Bruce, Alec, and Kourtney were all there. An odd group I guess one could say, into the occult and all that, but we found solace in being able to sit together ...

Blood splatter on the ground. The enormity of the silence. The quiet breeze and soft sunlight of the morning coming in through the shattered windows. The crunch of the broken shards of glass under my boots as I walked slowly, weak-kneed, through the aftermath.

I woke up with a gasp, shaking my head of the memory I wished to forget. I was still in the windowless, wooded bedroom of the cabin I ha...

Elysian had always been fascinated by the art of Splatter. To him, it was a form of expression that captured the chaos and beauty of life. So, when he found out about the Lavender Art Festival, he knew he had to attend.

As he walked through the festival, Elysian was awestruck by the incredible artwork on display. There were paintings, sculptures, and installations that seemed to defy reality. But...

To whoever finds this...

We landed on planet Elysian with just half of our crew. This screwed us all up, but it really took a toll on Captain Elerby. It makes sense though...right? It's Elerby's first run as Captain and four of his men die on the way to the planet that we're sent out to raid and salvage. That's the kind of thing that takes an emotional toll on anyone. My initial thought was that ...