Writing Prompt
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A Script of Sounds
Go for a walk, sit down, and list all of the sounds you hear. Can the sounds tell the story of where you are? Continue reading
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Writing Prompt
Next time you have a meal, write it into a person. Continue reading
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The Sound of Natural Silence
Though I’ve become accustomed to living in the city, especially after all these years I miss the sound of natural silence. That sound that you get when you lay out in the field, and it’s just the wind and the… Continue reading
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“Inspiration”
Here I sit at my desk, arms folded across my chest and a jacket around my shoulders as I stare at the empty document on my screen. I’m waiting for it to come, waiting for it to land in my… Continue reading
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Writing Prompt: Writing Prompt
There’s a little glass jar on my desk, and inside it is some kind of fairy. She’s been there for a couple of days now, her mouth constantly working as she taps on the glass and spins around. I had… Continue reading
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Fantastical Short Stories: the Wretched Witch of Marikan Falls
There’s a rumour that a witch lives in the forest, that she brews awful concoctions to sell to naive travellers. Some say the potions are just tricks but other swear by the rumours that people have died from drinking them.… Continue reading
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Designing Characters from Drinks V.2
Hot Chocolate With a tender smile always brewing on her lips and her half-lidded eyes, she appears to be in an ever-state on contentment. She has large, bouncy curls of white, that sit atop her head like puffs of clouds.… Continue reading
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Fey Bulbs
They bloom during the spring, cradling their contents through winter until they give birth to a spritley gift, a baby fey who might stumble around the petals, gathering them around themselves to protect their growing bodies, until they mature through… Continue reading
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Designing Characters from Drinks
Coffee She’s usually wrapped up in a coat, wears black jeans underneath and joggers, keeping her work shoes in her backpack as she scuttles around the city with her keep-cup in hand, warmed by her morning coffee and itching to… Continue reading
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The Queen of Bryggan
She was one of the most adorable people I had ever seen, spreading a feeling of admiration and warmth that puckered at my lips in an unconscious smile. Her skin was a creamy mocha, her face decorated in freckles of… Continue reading
