Writing Prompt

KABOOM! Rob quickly reached across to pull Brogan to safety as shrapnel flew past the doorway narrowly missing his shoulder. He flashed Rob a thankful nod with a sigh of relief.

Knowing his friend was safe, Rob looked down to his blackened palm, clutching the unstable remains of what was once a Crumpet of Power, still glowing blue, crackling with radiant energy. Footsteps of another troop sent by...

Worried that my glamorous dinner date was about to turn into the psychobitch from Hell at any moment, I made my excuses and headed towards the Rest Room at a brisk pace.

Then, spotting an open window, I squeezed through it into a narrow ledge from which, using my amazing Parkour skills..hones to perfection during my many years of covert ”wet work” for the CIA, I scaled the outer wall up to roof l...

Ave was a survivor. They had survived the war and lived on the run for years now. Hell had come back to Ave in the form of the fatal or supposedly fatal match between them and their master, and now, well, Ave was lost. This scared them more than the face of death had.

On this tragic planet Ave was stuck without a means back off to safety and to civilization. For now Ave would have to think of ho...