Writing Prompt

Place your hand against the tree and ask for one thing, if you are of a pure heart you will be granted your desire.

The wishing tree had stood the test of time, historically and in myth. Today though the dream ends as a young lady named Roe of the Dean sets her sights upon its large, ancient trunk. The villagers have heard of her coming and her mission. They now create a barrier of fearful people ...

If you stay quiet you can hear their faint cries,

Trapped in the tree of ages the children are doomed to die.

Lured by its irresistible kites entangled in long reaching fingers, the tree of ages lies in wait to turn dreams into burnt cinders.

The trap has been set the tree lies in wait, to snatch the poor children and seal their fate!

consigned to the dungeon of darkness and damp, they had given u...

Tree of wishes, branches of wonder. Dark, gnarled fingers reaching, grasping at wishes. Colourful like a parade they dangle. Thin strings dancing in a wind felt upon no mortal flesh. She approaches the tree, mind of nothing, halo of gold. Cloaked, a figure that vanishes at the murkiest corners of your eyes, perception failing you.

It leans, frozen with inaction. A structure, held between the stat...

There is a legend in my village of a tree where wishes can come true. I remember first hearing the tale from my grandmother who told me the tree was blessed by an angel, at the time I believed it but now that I'm older I'm not so sure. Though now I have a reason to search after such a tree, now that I have children of my own.

After my wife and I were married we had our daughter not long after, s...