Writing Prompt

PRESENT DAY

“Isaac’s hosting a party tonight at 6, I’ll meet u there”

It was my one year anniversary with Kyle, and he wanted to spend it getting drunk at Isaac’s party. Isaac, his sarcastic friend who’s jokes never fail to ruin my mood. ‘Happy anniversary to me.’ It’s 5:25pm, and I know I should be wrapping up ready to go, but I can’t help drag this out as long as possible, refusing to do so...

CRACK! The makeshift automaton received a large dent to one of its cardboard arm.

"Good job! Remember to flex your wrist to give your swing maximum impact." Tobias said gently, demonstrating the swing for his younger sister. He brought his hammer across the dummy with a mighty swing, causing the head - which consisted of a tin can and an apple core - to topple off its, place on the scrap met...

I rode behind the three knights ignoring the randy song Emil was singing. Makari rode beside him sharpening one of his blades. And Hadrian lead the way letting his wolf mount sniff out the crown prince’s trail.

It was then that I noticed the silence of the forest. I stopped, jumping down as I opened my senses. And ignoring the insults Emil threw my way. The mana of the forest was taunt as if so...

Freddie Halter has a worn sole. His left foot is fine; it follows a path as straight as a railway track. It’s his right one that derails, drawing semicircles in tow, collecting grit and gravel in the worn arches of his boot, as well as the stares from other morning walkers. But it has never once stopped him from making the half-mile trip to collect his soda bread from his favourite piekarnia on th...

Weightlessness overwhelms the soul as it’s carried to the above. But an angel’s job is not as smooth as one may think. Sometimes the living cannot accept the death of their loved ones and a tug-of-war begins between the angel, the deceased, and the living.

Rita is the passenger on today’s trip to the above, Death gave her the ticket, and her guardian angel had validated it, but her husband left d...

Today is another ordinary day, in one ordinary man’s, ordinary life. I promise. But to prove it to you here is how Johns morning unfolded.

John Brown woke up this morning feeling cheerful. He was also in the middle of a magical forest surrounded by ogres and gnomes; until he rubbed his eyes and the scene shifted back to his bedroom.

“Today is going to be exciting, right George?” He asked...

The early morning dew wrestled with the small wooden cart as it passed through the thickly wooded stone passage. Many a walk had stopped the stones he’d laid from being reconnected with the other side of the forest. Sunlight started to break through the dense treetops, letting thin lines of light through.

Geki yawned to himself pushing the full cart of his gardens vegetation. He’d done well plan...

Buzz buzz a plump carpenter bee hovered over a buttercup. Sun yellow petals splayed open. Air over the meadow honey thicken. A feather of rage tickled my belly. I forced myself awake.

Peaceful Zander was sleeping next to me. I’ve always had lucid dreams. As a kid I didn’t know people weren’t aware of their dream world. I love carving my dreams out of my imagination. I was an astronaut. I was an ...

“dont leave me here!” these words ring in my head, a never ending echo tearing through my chest with sharp claws and searing heartache.

“i’m sorry.” my words, thats all i could say… sorry.

“how sweet.” i mock myself, my face twisting with pain as i hold tight to image of our happy times. the last memory of our time together. i fold the picture back into my pocket before my shaking hands can cr...

“You’ve been working on this presentation for months.” “No one else in the room knows about this topic better than you.” “You’re a strong, confident woman that is going to kick ass… but, like, in a professional way.”

I stare at myself in the fluorescent light of the office bathroom. I notice I’ve been grabbing the sink so hard I can’t feel my fingertips anymore. Okay. It’s showtime.

“I’m strong...