Writing Prompt

Even the wolves don’t come out at night because they’re afraid of what hides in the shadows:being banished here is worse than a death sentence.

And yet,witches,in the past,had been through it. They had been sentenced to death and they had been killed.

Maybe because of this,they are not only not scared of leaving their houses at night,but also not scared of what could be in the shadows or of...

Even the wolves don’t come out at night because they’re afraid of what hides in the shadows: being banished here is worse than a death sentence.

In a place where the sun can’t even reach lies a place called Tyban Shadows or what some people call it “Paradise to beyond death” because banishment to this realm is a one-way ticket with no means of escape. Even time is scared of this place an...

I wake up here and I am already wishing I was dead. Our world is a horride place but there is a all-known, but never spoken, rule about the darkest place. The deep shadows. Now shadows don’t seem so bad. The silently follow and mimic you every move or anything casting it. You can’t just hop into a shadow and simply be in it; however, no knows how you get ejected into the abyss. Honestly, you have...

The wind whistles through the trees, a haunting melody the forest had sung since the beginning. Above me, owls hooted, their low calls echoing back and forth in the dead forest.

The path I followed was tricky at best, deadly at worst. Small, winding, at times completely disappearing into brush only to reemerge some hundred yards away, it was a tedious and frustrating journey.

The guard prodded ...

It had been exactly one year since i had been thrown in this horrible place. As usual, I woke up and it was night, a full moon. It never changed. I missed the sunset, the sun, and the green grass. Here there was only black and white. I hoped It would not be nearby. I had only seen it once, but i hoped to never see it again.

CRACK

I whirled around, holding my breath, to see... Nothing.

It was her...

Even the wolves don't come out at night because they're afraid of what hides in the shadows: being banished here is worst than a death sentence.

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"Newt! You can't keep doing this! You're going to end up dead one day!"

Newt skirted a bush and didn't stop running. Moonlight pouring down guided her path.

"I'm the boss of myself! Being in a pack is just holding me down!" Newt shouted back at th...

(Shoutout to Kade! This is draft #33. I wanted to write in this world again so here it is! This is within the universe of the Real Truth and Breakable Barrier.)

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Sprion is a prison.

That’s precisely why Sprion is just the word ‘prison’ in a different order. Even the first ones banished to this land knew it wasn’t going to be enjoyable.

Raven surveys Sprion from her vantage point from a ja...

Even the wolves don’t come out at night because they’re afraid of what lives in the shadows: being banished here is a fate worse than death.

Yet here I am, treading through these dangerous woodlands all because of a stupid dare.

“There you go, guys! I did it!” On the narrow path, I make my way back to the end ge of the clearing, to the place shadows don’t dare to reach. The bright echos of my fr...

What lurks in the shadows

You’ll never know

Living in the hallows

Proves difficult to show

Not needing your family

No one to care

What is right for me

Devil beware

Then one day

Reason abounds

Proceed on my way

What was lost now found...

Darkness surrounded the comfortless soul. He tried to claw his way out of the shadows of his confinement. His fingers were cold, so very cold, and though his skin peeled away with every scrape against the wood containing him, he did not bleed. Death could not even save him.

The sounds of wolves crying towards the moon made him pause. If he listened closely, he could just make out the songs they ...