Writing
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Picture Prompt
She knew not how long she had been floating, neither a guess of seconds or minutes to be made. It could have been for a moment or for eternity. The spanning sky of sunset colours blanketed anything else not of… Continue reading
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Scribbles by the River
I don’t know if I understand poetrybeyond a limerick or rhyme,They loved it during little and big school,tolerated it in uni,And the measure of worthis supposed to weigh more there,I read poetry sparingly – so maybe it’s that?I have a… Continue reading
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Photo Prompted Writing
His stomping is stopped as he comes to the edge of a river. At first he thinks about just turning and storming along it, but the look of the calm surface halts him, soothes him, and beckons him forward. Shuffling… Continue reading
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Prompted: Listen When Spoken To
Her feet move along the dirt path, dragging with a grating rhythm as the road is remade with shuffled rock. The sky moves above, as gentle as a quiet ocean in the air, but with a depth of colour that… Continue reading
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Mini Horror Story (⚆_⚆)
She clicks her “welcome home” button, her little paw definitely swiping the plastic. But it doesn’t give me the staticky “welcome home”, instead I hear a raspy voice several octaves lower than my own come through: ‘I’m home.’ I’m currently… Continue reading
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“shouldn’t you be writing”
I have a sticky note on the bottom of my monitor with those words on it: “shouldn’t you be writing”. There’s no question mark because the answer is always “yes” when I look at it (ノ*°▽°*) I no longer force… Continue reading
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Wednesday Character Sketch: Sofila Pitenara
Sofila wasn’t very tall and she didn’t look very old, in fact he thought she looked far too young to be his bride. She stood out in the dim edges of the lights of the celebration, her breath streamlines of… Continue reading









