Writing Prompt
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WRITING OBSTACLE
Broken
Lungs
Poison
Write a crime report from a fantasy world using these three words.
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Wednesdawn, 9 hours after the bell, Santil district. Dairy Lane. Tavern known as Cottage of Concoctions.
Victim has been reported as Shelfrut Oakenfield. A local legend for slaying 5 chupacabras with a **broken** dagger and a “mug” of blood left in him whilst protecting 3 lives of early youth.
Main suspect is the one who broke the dagger, Witch of the Betrothed: Alitas R Finklidudeen, who is cur...
Clouds spin through the sky like drops of milk in dark steamy coffee. A storm is coming. Hana stares down at her muddy feet as she navigates the tall grass that lives here next to the dark, sparkling river. There was much unseen crawling around beneath the green. She has to be careful where she steps. Hana lets her mind sink into thought. She wonders. She wonders what will she bake later? Sun-cher...
I don’t know that much about all of this. All I know is that I’m open and exposed you can see my whole canvas and not just for the fun of it or to just look at unless your broken, poisoned in the brain from all the corruption the world has had to offer us . I have one word for all of this I can hold one more sentence in my lungs to say I killed him and I’ll do it again. I’ll take his breathe becau...
[This is the 2nd continuation of {It Was Me?}]
The police chatted about the condition the body was found in. The air felt cold and ominous as they spoke.
{Officer 1} …….Darren’s lungs were both collapsed, it looked like he was strangled. The seen was horrific.
{Officer 2}yah it was terrible his arm was broken into several pieces. The doctor suspected something was hit against it.
{Officer 3...
Arden’s fingers weave through my hair and with a great tug, she forces my head back. I catch only a glimpse of her irked eyes, glowing a deep nymph golden, before she thrusts me into the running rivulet.
The ebony water glitters its way up my nose and stings behind my eyes and down the cavern of my throat, stealing the last breath held desperately captive in my lungs. I flail against her strengt...
I witnessed the cartel torturing a poor old man,
His legs were broken, he was poisoned, his lungs were punctured. I called the police on them, and the heard while I was running away and repeated “NO SNITCHES. ” and they chased me and shot at me. They hit me once and that was in my left leg just under the knee cap. They soon all got arested and sentenced to life. The old man died....
Crime Scene Report – Summary
Victim Information:
Name – Gnikmor
Race – Gnome
Occupation – None
Home Address – Gnome Cabin #12 Located in the Dark Forest west of the waterfall
Description of Crime Scene:
Crime Scene Address – Cottage #12 Dark Forest west of the waterfall
Position of Victim – Sitting, hunched over to the left side on the front porch rocking chair. The chest seems to have caved in ...
104th Hour, Remlee’s Eve; Entry by Detective Madders: I responded to the call at Grimoire Mansion at 98th Hour, same Eve. The caller, REDACTED, was distressed and screaming for their son, REDACTED, who was unresponsive on the marbled floor in the foyer of the mansion. At his left arm was a broken, small vial oozing remnants of a thick, green liquid speckeld with red. His right arm was on top of hi...
I was broken. From the moment I realized what he meant.
I got home late from work to a voicemail. It repeated over and over in my mind as I sat on the couch. "I wish you answered. I really wish you changed my mind."
Over and over, repeating my brain as I ate my nutritious dinner - cereal. And somehow I knew. I knew when I heard sirens. I don't know why, my mind snapped and I realized.
I rushe...
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