Writing Prompt

They were my saviors, and they promised to keep me safe.

Forever.

If only that were true. It was months later, everything appeared to be peaceful around the house, in our little world. Until the day I got a unknown number calling. I made a vow to never answer any unknown calls ever again, so I ignored it and got back to work. It was that evening, right before the guys returned home, there was a ...

I can feel my sore wrist from the backfire of the gun I had fired so many times, the warmth and feeling gone from my fingertips, my ears, lips, toes, almost everywhere. I just wanted to go home, a sudden warm line slowly trails down my cheek, over a cut from the snow shooting past, I feel the sting as it stays and freezes up, oh how the boys would laugh if they saw me crying. My arm is raised as ...

But I shielded it with my hand and it burned up again to light me along the dark passage. I had no idea how long I’d been here in the underground. It can’t have been too long if my candle still burned; but time had stretched and warped and flowed out of recognition. Drafts flickered the flame which I had to keep protecting, tantalisingly hinting of escape to back above ground, but looking fo...

He patted his shoulder and smiled. The look on his face gave him a sigh of relief. The last statement he made was, ‘ don’t worry, Gideon. Everything is gonna be ok’.

Prince was the elderly brother of Gideon. They had lived inseparable for years after the tragic death of their parents. They had no one to lean on from their youthful age so they served as each other’s companion. Gideon was a weak...

The wolf was not happy. His cousin AJ was wrapping him in bandages his orange fur bristling with anger. “Honestly Reg, I don’t like these pigs your describing. In Africa they’d be outcasts but I digress”.

The cousins talked more and the more they talked the more AJ’s mind built a strategy to take the pigs down.

The wolf and the lion walked up to the straw house. Reginald looked at AJ with desper...