Writing Prompt

Keiko’s breath was heavy as he gripped the hilt of his sword. Stepping back before getting another run at the cliff. His feet’s skidding to a hault at the beginning of the bridge.

“Damn it. I don’t think I can do it..”

His companion sighed, remaining at her spot in the tree. “You’re telling me, the famous hero can’t conquer his fear of heights. I saw you kill ten demons yesterday!” she scoffed a...

Ahead of me was the air temple so close yet so far. Finally after all my toils, all the paths tread and kingdoms crossed I had made it.

The final obstacle was a bridge barely held together with rope. I tried it tentatively and felt the wood buckle but hold. It didn’t seem promising but I had no other option and so I continued walking. Grabbing the cords I used them to support the majority of my ...

The Bridge to Freedom

It’s beautiful, isn’t it?

Need to go over!

Beautiful blue lake,

Amazing, tall, green mountains!

A heaven on Earth

Trees and plants all well

With lots of soft, fluffy clouds

Journey full of awe

B...

“It smells like...” Ingrid stops and breathes in the misty air, closes her eyes, and takes in all that mingles with it: the sound of the river below, the leaves chattering in the trees, the vocalists amid the high-altitude flock of birds. She opens her eyes, feels the cool breeze prickling her skin, and suddenly she’s seeing it all as she had once seen it. “… Home.” She whispers.

A breeze pushes...

I looked at the rickety old bridge that led to my home.

Its no longer our home, I reminded myself.

The bridge had seen better days, with only travelers and messengers using it. But it was still the only way in and out.

I made my way across. It took me a while, but before I could truly regret what I was about to do, I had made it over.

I met my partner in crime, Misha when I made it over. She swoo...

The dull ache of my body is a constant companion.

It’s been the only constant on this pilgrimage, so in a sense, it’s a comfort. Everyone in my lineage has made this journey. My mother. Her father. The elders before them.

So shall I.

I am unfit to be one of them if I don’t.

As I settle next to the bridge, I allow myself to fall in sync with the energy around me. Small rings of air pulse away f...

I stood at the edge of the bridge

The rickety, old bridge

The bridge that was so easily break under the weight of a feather

But I was lighter than a feather

That’s what I was trained for

To be light

To move smoothly

The bamboo hat that sat atop my head shifted a little bit in the wind.

The long sword at my hip felt heavy

But I could do this

With a deap breath I launched myself into the ...

Dear You,

I know I don’t know as much as I think I do. I know I don’t know what rock bottom is, because things can always get worse. I know I don’t know who you are, or what you’ve been through, or what you’ll face.

But I know you are important, you are worth it, and that there is someone out there, whether you know them or not, who needs you. I know you aren’t always okay, and you know what? Tha...

Sweat dripped down my forehead as I tried to conceive what lay in front of me. I had been hiking through the humid hell of this jungle for the last 48 hours. According to my directions, I should be finally nearing the Temple of Awakening. And after two days of dealing with the unrelenting heat, the constant buzz and bites of insects, and total lack of sleep due to fear of an attack by a ferociou...

“A rickety bridge. What could go wrong?”

Haze nudges Nova, but she shrugs. She’s not wrong.

“Why can’t you just fly us to the other side or like….teleport?” Ward questions, staring warily at the bridge.

Nova gives her sister a look that says, “See!”

“You wanted to learn about witches? Most only use their magic when they need to,” Haze snaps. It’s uncharacteristic for her, but that could be a...