Writing Prompt

_Humans, such unimaginative creatures. I will give a few of them credit, they could smell my otherworldliness. My last victim, as I went in for my kill, I could hear the hairs on his his arms stand up, sweat trickled slowly down his neck. He knew I wasn’t who I appeared to be, but never in a million years would he have guessed my true form. I enjoyed my meal, but as luck would have it, someone saw...

I felt the grass beneath my bare feet as the soft breeze drifted through my ginger locks. Then, my father called me in.

I gazed across the endless expanse of the White House lawn, the setting sun casting long, golden shadows. It was a rare moment of peace in the chaos that had engulfed our lives. Just as I was about to lie down and let the serenity wash over me, my father's voice echoed from the ...

I found myself in the middle of the turmoil of the Salem Witch Trials, accused of sorcery. I couldn't believe that I was being charged with something so absurd. The whispers and stares from the townspeople made me feel like an outsider in my community. It felt as if there was something dark and mysterious about me that I couldn't explain.

I had always been drawn to the natural worl...

October 27, 1628:

I never believed in it all. A fairy tale told among my brethren. Fools, one and all. But it was where I found myself. My family had brought me to this place which they called Salem. The first Salem, not that rubbish they call history.

Many towns came and vanished, and I’m sure that place vanished because those who lived there practiced evil. Who else commands evil but more evil...

"Please! Thou must believe me! I am no witch of the dark arts! I am-!" She's struggling against her restraints, and she flinches when she's interrupted.

"Enough of your Lies, witch! Thou must be a servant of the devil! Why else would you have spell books and potions!?" The crowd gasps as the man holds up spell books in his hand.

"She must be a witch!" Someone in the crowd yells.

"That explains wh...

“Sarah Bolluck. You have hereby been accused of witchcraft. What have you to say for yourself?”

“Nothing that will change your mind.”

“Then let her be hanged!”

The crown roars. Pitchforks and lanterns at the ready.

It’s very early in the witch trials. Only a few accused so far. Sarah Bolluck has always been the most obvious.

From people claiming her eyes change colors, to the paleness of he...

Foolish women

I’m no witch

Not a coven

Try to switch

I’m a mystery

To most others

So much history

Long lost mother...

“…to be burned at the stake in accordance to the Dark Magic Association decree!” The officers voice booms throughout the roaring crowd while I stand on stage, hands tied. No one shows any sign of sympathy towards me. They shout and point and spit in my direction like I’m some traitor. Perhaps some part of me is, but I try to not think on it. It isn’t my fault, after all.

The sun beats down on my...

Man I knew I shouldn’t have eatin those mushrooms now I’m tripping balls. So much so that now am imagining I’m at a Salem witch trial and I’M the one on trial. “I ask you again warlock, confess your sins and we will set you ablaze where ye shall be cleansed of all evil.”

Yeah because burning to death sounds fun. Whatever none of this is real anyway, mind as we’ll have some fun. “YES tis I. I am t...

The story of this young man is far beyond the comprehension of cursed that you know. He went through much hardship before having to run back from whence he came. It begins simply with an accusation. Alexander Greene had to become Alice Greene to escape. The accusations first began in school with children taunting him for his intelligence....