Writing Prompt

My steps squished into the muddy floor, the air felt moist against my skin. “What the hell is that..” I turn to Claire, her confused face looking towards a tunnel, covered in leaves and vines. “Uh… I’m not sure…” my voice sounds out of breath from the hike, but i try to keep it as steady as possible. I continue walking cautiously towards the abise, hearing claire’s footsteps behind me. The closer ...

“Are you sure this is the only path?” Bartholomew peered into the tunnel dubiously, lantern swaying in his quivering hand. The unicorn hair and harpy eggshells felt heavy in his satchel. Beneath him, his small horse Edith nickered and backed away, ears pinned back.

They were heading for the grand kingdom of Drosengary, home of magic and of bustling trade. They were traders and adventurers. Thoug...

“Are you sure we should be doing this?” Asked Michelle. She stared at the large, mossy wall. Beautiful, but deadly. “Pshht, it’ll be fine. Here,” said her twin brother Michael, handing each of them a small potion bottle. Thaeti stared at it unsurely.

“And why should we trust you?” Asked Cal.

“You shouldn’t, but you have to, if you want to live.” Michelle glared at Michael.

“You’re the one who g...

As I was walking back to my house one evening, I came across this unexplainable and ulterly astonishing place. A place that look like it’s only reserved for the higher ups. On the left, the bricks piling on top of each other and forming a wide sturdy rectangular structure, with fiercey little plants popping out of the corner of the sturdy concrete brick walls. On the right, a long bamboo sticks la...

"The gate of Valsaris, your grace." The attendant bowed and stood beside the priest as Tas-Faris and his guard marched to see it.

It was the remnant of a small tunnel, likely part of something much larger many years ago. The forest had grown around it, tall trees and rocks covered most of the ruin, but the tunnel still stood.

Tas-Faris did not know how long it had stood there. He knew that Vals...

The structure looked medieval. I could picture knights standing guard at the entrance way. I ran up to it and pretended to be a fairytale princess being carried in on a throne by four strong men. The crowd going wild cheering for me as I waved passed. After, I ran up the top and pretended to be a marksman, protecting the king from any threats nearby. I laid on my stomach with my imaginary Sniper, ...

As I stand at the entrance of the doorway, I took a big breath. “This feels really weird,” I thought walking in the darkness of the tunnel. It seems like I’m walking for miles but it was only a few feet till I say a light. My feet started to move faster. I jumped out of the into the light, I slowly opened my eyes. I noticed I was at the same place that I was before....

„What is it?“, Kayla asked a tid bit scared. „It looks like an old tunnel entrance with some sort of water disposal or canal. Not sure though. Haven‘t seen anything like it.“, I said and curiously walked to the entrance. „Alex, wait, this could be dangerous!“, Tim said protectively and hurried to stay by my side. We stopped right in the entryway and I looked into the darkness.

Nothing. No light. N...

This reminded me of the gate in the Secret Garden book I used to read to my children but yet, it was real, in front of me. What do I do now?

I decided to tempt fate to enter and see.

The interior was dark and silent.

There were noises sounding in all directions...

I’m sweaty. Sticky. The black void stares back at me. Taunting me. Tempting me. I feel so drawn to it as if it’s physically pulling me towards it. My entire life I’ve craved the adventures the characters in my books and video games go on. I wanted an otherworldly experience. An otherworldly life. But as I stand here directly in front of this darkness I’m shaking. There’s a pit in my stomach and I ...