Writing Prompt

Woods full of fairys Magic ever in the air Mystery Present

Just didn’t have time to write something longer sorry guys...

While on your deathbed, waiting for the thaumaturge, I held you closely, loving you was always A surge.

Knowing soon you would be gone, I struggled to keep my own life on.

I miss your touch so dearly, your warm embraced, just once more would make me feel complete, sincerely....

i’m falling deep into the pool i found, deep blue depths and streaks of sunlight dancing with shadows. i’m watching these new stars i found, the sparkle on this newfound story that i’ve yet to read. i’m cloaked in this silk i found dark and unique. i breathe in the misty breath of personified mourning, it twirls with the ultimate grace in and out my chest i feel these few flowers i found, grow...

The smoke danced and spiraled around her yet I only noticed one thing.

The singular rose she held, nearly petal-less and limp.

A small bead of blood rolled down her index finger, she was knicked by one of the thorns.

Her face stoic, yet delicate.

She made her point and it stood- what is love if you’re not willing to fight for it?...

Beneath the crescent’s silver light, Where shadows dance with stars at night, A forest stirs, its secrets deep, Where dreams awaken, yet never sleep.

The air is thick with whispered songs, A haunting tune where time belongs. Each leaf a rune, each branch a thread, Weaving tales of the living and dead.

A phantom glow through the mist does weave, Hints of wonders none believe. The trees bend low a...

I want to open the door, The door to enchantment— Where every right step A path of mystery opens.

Down the rose-covered roads, Animals and fairies would scurry; Bright magic before me In a forest so adoring.

In the midst of the night, Sounds of sweet sing From the bubbly sea And the swaying wind....

What is mystery and why is it such a secret?

Well you see, mystery is the power of the unknown.

It’s not understanding something because maybe we just don’t believe.

Why does the Mona Lisa smile?

Why does Mona Lisa have the power to look at you each way you move in the picture?

Why do people go missing in the Bermuda triangle and they’re never seen again?

How was the collosseum built so...

You’re kiss enchants me , leaves me breathless and weak. You were a drop of moonlight , a mystery , wrapped in the aura of November. Come kiss me again....

You’re kiss enchants me , leaves me breathless and weak. You were a drop of moonlight , a mystery , wrapped in the aura of November. Come kiss me again...

They escaped down the narrow hallway dimly lit with candles emerging from the walls.

A powerful force blew past them and into the wall to their right. Just inches from death, they began sprinting even faster and swung a left.

Into the library, they bolted up the spiral staircase enveloped in vines and dissapeared amongst the towering shelves of books.

After an intense search, they finally stumb...