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Walking through the forest, your characters come to this entranceway. Continue the story...
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She wonders if this was always there way forward, into the unknown. She wonders if ever misstep, every mistake lead her to this path. She can feel them all trailing behind her, whispering regrets in the falling of leaves, hiding hopeless in the holes of dark trees. She has walked this far, head forward, not looking back. She has followed a path set only by hopes and dreams and a yearning for a bet...
One day Terry was driving home. People in the town he was driving to started singing.
(Santa Claus Is Coming To Town Remix)
You better watch out
Cause your gonna cry
Yeah your gonna pout
I’m telling you why
Terry is coming to town
It’s turn wasn’t missed
It’s tries are bing nice
Gonna find out
If it’s being nice
Terry is coming to town
To town it will come creeping
When it is getting late
Terr...
Camden suddenly wakes up quickly sitting up and looking around his eyes wide “ where was he ? , How did he get here ?” Camden gets to his feet rubbing the back of his pants with his hands brushing off the dirt . “ he had to be dreaming he had no idea where he was it was like something out of a dream .” He starts waking slow forward looking around at the beautiful scenery around him licking his bot...
If you must know a secret pipe, alleyway or fort is most definitely the best place to hide a body
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_The woods were quiet as the fog crept in, curling like fingers through the trees. Max's boots crunched against the leaves, his breath shallow and fast. The weight of the body in the tarp on his back was heavier than it should’ve been. He hadn’t thought this through. It was too late to turn back...
The abandoned railway line that we had been walking on, the tracks long gone and lush green overgrowth filling in the gaps, widen into a clearing at the end of which was a tunnel built of stone that emerged from the undergrowth.
“Jesus Christ,” Lill said “What is that?” Her tone was tight, fearful even.
“It’s an old railway tunnel,” I said matter of factly and gesturing obviously to the path be...
My name is Becca. I know that because it’s short for Rebecca. I am 21 years old. I know that because I was born in 2002. I go to the University of Miami. I know that because it was the college closest to home. I have a boyfriend of two years and his name is Jackson. I know that because he's just spent the last three hours trying to justify the fact that he hit me publicly at a party. I promised my...
I abruptly stopped, blocking Wayne from continuing, by sticking out my left arm in front of his path.
“What…the…” Wayne’s eyes widened as he looked at me and then back to the scene in front of us.
Wrapped up tight in the trees and leaves was a gaping mouth of darkness, a cave that wasn’t on the detailed paper map I had retrieved at the visitor center before beginning our hike....
A sharp wind whistled. Endless rows of trees stood to strict attention, their leaves stretching desperately to reach the sun’s light that was hidden behind layers of thick mist. Moss consumed the ground, squelching uncomfortably at every step the young girl took. Her long brown hair repeatedly fell in front of her eyes as though attempting to shield her from seeing what lay ahead.
Stubbornly, she...
An eerily familiar laugh rang out through the misty forest. The young boy held his breath as he glanced in all directions, his eyes wide with terror. A shadow flitted in the corner of his eye. Whirling, the boy held his sword in a defensive position, his heart pounding.
“_Come on, Link. Get a grip! You just defeated Ganon and saved Hyrule!” _The boy thought, chastising himself. Though Link had en...
As they meandered through the dense forest, the characters stumbled upon a mysterious entrance to a cave. The moss-covered rocks seemed to beckon them closer, as if whispering secrets of the unknown. With curiosity guiding their steps, they cautiously entered the dark cavern, their hearts racing with anticipation. Inside, the walls were adorned with intricate stalactites and stalagmites, creating ...
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VISUAL PROMPT
Write a children's story inspired by this image. Think about the language and themes used for younger audiences (you can add a hidden adult theme if you like!)