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STORY STARTER

Write a story that takes place at a lighthouse.

Write in any genre, but include this location as a key element of the story.

Writings

The End

Tw: includes suicidal thoughts

(Not based on me but i book i once read)


She wanted it to end

All of it

The pain the hurting, the judgment


She was at the lighthouse

Near the edge

Ready to jump


She was sitting, thinking

Not yet jumping

Going over her pain


She heard footsteps

She didn’t look up

No one cared about her


The person sat next to her

Wrapped an arm around her

Told her it would get ...

The Dying Flame

Shannon shivered against the cold as the ocean spray pelted her bare face. She looked out over the vast empty void, the ocean stretched before her lit only by the moon and the bright fire in the tower behind her; searching for meaning in something, anything.

Three days had passed since she had found him in the surf, three days since she had found any meaning in life. She busied herself with ke...

The Light

Silas clutched at the mast of his ship (or what remained of his ship). He was shivering, water streaming down his skin and his hair clinging to his face. Curtains of darkness covered the blue sky, enveloping him in night. The constant wind sent tremors through him, swaying his boat, causing more wood to snap off, leaving a trail behind him. The salt water dried his lips and left a bitter taste in ...

Der Leuchtturm

Manuela und ich sitzen auf einem Felsen irgendwo an der KĂĽste von Ibiza, rauchen einen Joint, liegen uns in den Armen. Die Wellen klatschen sanft gegen die Felsen, und das Wasser gluggert dann durch die Felsen zurĂĽck ins Meer. Der Mond erhellt die Nacht und spiegelt sich im Meer. Ich bin schon nach einigen ZĂĽgen ganz Klatschen und Gluggern bei Mondlicht und fĂĽhle mich absolut sicher in den Armen m...

The Wait

Here it comes again. A small mountain of water shatters against the tubular walls of this seemingly fragile structure. I can barely enjoy my cup of steaming tea in this mayhem as it spills all around the edges. I just know that this tumultuous night will be memorable. I anticipate the strife and the grief. But no matter, no matter, I better focus on the task at hand… I wipe my tea-moist hand on th...

Guidance

October 13th, 2:48 am. At the top of the lighthouse, Lightkeeper Dom rests their foot on the bottom protective railing, leaning on their arms as they search through the mist. If anyone else was up at this ungodly hour on their boat, and could tolerate looking at the rotating light, they may see the intermittent silhouette of the lightkeeper looking out to the horizon. Looking for them.


When Dom t...

Leave A Light On

I bring the light. From my tower by the seaside, my job is to shine a light for weary travellers, so that they may find their home. Although the waters may be rough and the winds unkind, our family lighthouse guides sailors into the warmth of their loved one’s kitchens, their bellies already grumbling at the thought of the soothing soup awaiting them. They’ve been dreaming of the smell of their wi...

When The Light Goes Off

Today when John woke up, he had a feeling of dread. His father was still along him to take care of the house but this was the first time he was alone in it.

All he had to do was make sure the light was on till morning then switch it off. That and answer the door.

“Let’s do this”

John said as he climbed the latter to the top. When he climbed up he saw nice, slow, calming waves below. He saw a fe...

Light And Love

Lighthouse. Not your typical light house.

A house with lights. Not electricity or bulbs.

The people- bright and happy. Love personified.

And like a lighthouse they guide

They illuminate, they lead

Bringing to light what you need


But like lights they burn out

Batteries need replacing, recharging, relighting

Re-loving, reliving, relearning

Restarting.

Turn the page. Turn off the switch.


A light ...

Follow The Light

The wind was harsh and cold. Blowing the girls hair into her face, refusing to let up. She walked on the wet sand towards the lighthouse. Her raft was abandoned by the shore. Her dress was soaking wet a mixture of the catastrophic wreck and stubborn rain. The ship she had been on sank into the endless ocean, forever gone along with everyone else on the ship. She had managed to get on the raft just...

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