Writing Prompt

“Well, whose is it then?!” Demanded the scribe, recoiling, with her face white.

That’s when the tears came.

The entire royal court stood and silence as Sir Julian sank to the ground. He sobbed into his hands and he crouched by the castle. Of course they were shocked; no one had ever seen a knight cry before.

Sir Julian had blood on his hands, and a large red stain on his shirt. His beared face ...

One of the best things about being an international judge for the Cup of Excellence competitions is, when you are not tasting coffees, the host country is compelled to entertain and dazzle you with national novelties and visits to top farms. We interact with the farmers, their families and touch the soil and seeds.

In Burundi, it was mostly similar, tasting cup after cup of potato coffee. There...

The Day of the Dead it us a special day to

celebrate people. Who have passed away.

We goin to the Church so that souls may rest

in peace.

They make diferent dishes and also baby bread

Whit colada morada.

They pray for the spirits to comeback whit their

In that special day.

I think the Day of the Dead is for the body is dead although not spirit....

Corin waited in his study until Hanna came in

“Master he is done now.”

“Ok Hanna,.” Corin walk out of the study, heading for the west tower wing Corin was soon at Romingos door Blye ran up to corrin with a strange package stained with blood

He handed to Corin then left

Corin opens the door to find Romingo on the floor covered in blood “Romingo.” Corin said while closing quietly. Corin w...

Romingo paced around his chamber the door was locked he knew the reason why but it couldn’t be helped, they still feared him

Not Corin of course but the others would fear him Romingo whimpered again as somthing in his body lurched, he fell to the ground trembling. the smell of blood slowly started to override his thoughts he felt his body shift as he lost his mind

Romingo paced the floors on ...

There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.

“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.”

Elena held up her red hands, her long brown hair pulled into a ponytail.

It was midnight, or it was when Elena woke up my family. That could have been hours ago, all I knew was that there was blood on Elena’s hands. A lot.

“What happened,” my mother asked, hiding a warm cup of hot chocolate in her hands. She seems awa...

My brother ushers me to the ambulance as my partner who I’ve known since their rookie year breathes a sigh of relief. It was so great. Everyone around us couldn’t tell where it ended and the shaking from his head to his toes began. I saw tears even from the bus on the other side of the scene....

There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.

“I’m fine. It’s not my blood” I hurried to clear up any misconceptions of the red substance dripping from my head.

“But it’s MINE” Lyla gasped beside me.

Everyone hurried over and started fussing. What a drama queen.

I rolled my eyes as people brought over bandages and disinfectant to treat the hole in Lyla’s shoulder.

“Was she shot?”

“This...

There was a collective gasp of dread and concern.

“I’m fine. It’s not my blood.”

“We know but the floor!”

“Your sister is covered in blood and you’re worried about the floor.”

“She’s all right she’s a tough nut but the floor is expensive.”

“But all that blood.”

“Im fine and I got the herbs you wanted you nerd. I did get in some trouble with some trolls but it’s not my fault a rock somehow fell on ...

That did not help anything, said the look on my friend, Erica’s face. She’s right of course, I am lying down at the bottom of the stairs with blood on my clothes.

“Then who’s is it? And why did you fall down the stairs?” Erica shouted at me.

“I was practicing teleporting blood when I accidentally summoned a large bag of blood.” I called back. “It was so heavy it knocked me down the stairs, then ...