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STORY STARTER
Write a poem or short story from the perspective of royalty, which focuses on a specific topic of your choice.
It could be real royalty or a fantasy world, but try to imagine how they would feel differently about your chosen theme due to their position.
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I’m twenty years old and all I really want is a friend. I’m supposed to be the person with everything I, or anyone, could ever want. I am lucky to have what I have. Wealth, a loving family. Pretty dresses and large houses. I don’t have to worry about the future. I know what it will be. So yes, I have a lot. And my mother would tell me to not complain. So I don’t. Which is why she doesn’t know that...
Bleeding isn’t the best thing ever, especially if you’re bleeding in a stadium. Crowded by your subjects.
For a competitive killing game for the crown of an empire.
The crowd roars in dissatisfaction as a trumpet sounds for a break to begin. I grit my teeth, breathing hard, focusing on the bloodlusting man in front of me. If I kill him, I win. The only problem is that the man is my brother.
“Just...
“Send her in.” The queen said as she fiddled around with her fingers.
“Yes, your majesty.” Her maid smiled as she opened the large red velvet doors with gold accents.
“Lisa, you know it doesn’t have to be like this.” Her sister entered.
“Linda, you know that for the rights of the kingdom that it does.”
Lunaria entered the room in her short, lavender coloured dress with blue and silver accents, mo...
Time trickles leisurely down those trimmed hedges,
Perfectly still and composed in its elegance,
Not a moment too soon, not one
Too slow, yet the longer
It draws on, the
Madder one
Goes.
Alone,
Sitting in
That auspicious,
Renowned hall, walls
Drenched in nine-hundred
Years worth of this same inexplicable
Sense of lifelessness, he ponders on wether
His ancestors, so renowned, so important,...
“Your Highness.” She heard the shouting of her maids and wondered what was going on.
“What is it, is it something urgent?” She asked from her seat. She was just admiring the thrown of their Kingdom.
The thrown that she will someday give to her younger Brother Lennox Kai. She kept him here in the palace for a long time, as a palace guard so that people won’t suspect anything.
She would of cou...
Persephone
That was the name her parents gave her.
She was a queen, forged through fire, born through unbearable pain and unconditional love.
“You’re queen in your soul”, her mum would always say over as a baby.
Persephone
Queen of the underworld
Queen of the heavens
Goddess was her true definition.
And royalty was rightfully hers. A woman forged through fire, unbearable circumstances, tough wom...
TW: mentions of killing, miscarriage, homophobia, and the church
My head rests on the guillotine, hearing the yells of the crowds, sensing the cruel smile of the Killer who stands with the ax next to me. My husband is with his mistress no doubt. I let my past fill my head as I try to slip into a new place that isn’t this death trap.
…
The smell of blood fro...
The commoners will never fully understand why being raised in a castle is a down fall. We are always protected, leaving us naive to the world and just how poorly the rest of our people are doing. I will never let my brother rule this kingdom with his selfish thoughts. He will be the ruin of this place. I may not be much greater but at least I know I want to learn about the people. Truly, I want to...
“Next.”
Cove cringes as another person files in. The man has a horribly mangled arm. It’s in a sling that is probably supposed to be white but is red and brown. A little boy is hiding behind his legs, clearly scared.
“My queen. My king. Please. I was in an accident. It stops me from working and providing for my family. I can’t even hold my son because of this. I beg of you, please heal me. For m...
Queen Beatrice, adorned in her regal robes of crimson and gold, surveyed the grand hall of her castle with a critical and judgmental eye. Her servants scurried about, attending to their duties with varying degrees of enthusiasm, or lack thereof.
As the Queen watched one particularly sluggish servant, a young man with wavy blonde hair and tired blue eyes named Thomas, dragging his feet across the ...
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