Writing Prompt

[dedicated to my friend ethan's hatred of oil-burning cars.]

“God, I hate rotary engines,” Rally bemoans, waving a hand through the air as he lists against the balcony rail. He feels something snap under the heel of his gear, and he tries to look down, but then he gets really dizzy and it kind of makes him want to throw up. So, instead, he continues, “It’s a Dorito spinning in a tin can, dude. A...

Nathan Everett was a man of conviction. He prided himself on his logical mind, his ability to separate fact from fiction. A financial analyst by trade, Nathan had spent years making decisions based on hard data, leaving little room for doubt or ambiguity. So, when his younger brother Mark mentioned something strange about their father’s death, Nathan dismissed it without a second thought.

Their f...

[𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂: 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙋𝙍𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙏]

𝚃𝚆 ~ 𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚡𝚒𝚎𝚝𝚢

Imagine if you lived in a world where every hundred years there’s a major pandemic. Every hundred years there is a point in time where you are scared to leave your house and go outside. Every hundred years you are taught to live in fear until you forget about it. Or until one day every...

[NOT THE PROMPT]

“Checkmate.”

I say to my opponent, the returning answer a look of pure disbelief.

He squints at me, then at the chessboard.

In a rushed movement, the losing player stands and throws the board to the ground, the pieces scattering around. He walks away, fuming.

I drop down and begin gathering the pieces.

“Holland, you mind helping?” I suggest firmly, looking back to the guar...

In The womb, there were a set of twins, a boy and a girl. They rested happy there, but soon it was almost time to be born. Brother turns to look at sister.

“Hey sister, are you scared?”

She looks at him confused.

“Scared of what brother?”

“Birth, y’know, being born?”

His sister looks at him again and chuckles “Why would I be scared of birth? Noting bad is going to happen.”

“Well that’s kinda the t...

*Warning: This may not fully fit the prompt. It is an excerpt from a short story of mine. It is really dark-themed.*

YESTERDAY:

“Do you trust me?”

I was suddenly immobilized. No matter how smart a person is, there is still a question that ranks number one in difficulty. I held my breath, trying to figure out my words.

“Yes. I do trust you, Tanner.”

His breath came out heavy.

“Are you sure?”...

Romingo follows Corin down the streets of Windsor Central they pass the main entertainment, and the streets where crowded with tons of people. as they were walking Romingo sensed someone was tailing them

an unsettling feeling rested on Romingo's

shoulders he tried not to make it obvious but

spoke to Corin slyly "Sir, someone is following us."

Corin gripped his staff tighter they continued to...

The roof was highest in the city, the blinking lights of the helipad that adorned it his only companions and at this time of night all there was silence as all the ground noise died before it could reach him. Pierre sat on the edge of his helipad, feet dangling into the abyss the people living below him not knowing his existence.

He felt above it all, this empire he had built for himself after hi...

I won’t give in again

I’m not dumb enough

I won’t let the world hurt me

I keep it in its cuffs

I don’t want to open up

Thats when people hurt you the most

The tell you they care and you’re loved

But they’ll stop the act and reveal the foes

I’ll keep my heart locked away

You can’t have it in your possession

“But I’m nice” I’ve hear that before

I think I’m going to dodge this lesson

I’ll push awa...

The past is the past

Don’t look back

Focus straight head

No regrets nothing said

But the past informs the future

It’s part of the present and culture

History defines us

Consider it a must...