Writing Prompt

A waterfall poured out the mountains

The sunshine burst through the clouds

My group roared in excitement

The ground was damp

The trees were swinging

I watched a group of birds fly by

Naming each one after a person in my group

The horses neighed

The rocks grumbled

Then

Finally

The water bursted downhill and took us with it

One of my favorite memory’s i can remember to this day...

We have stopped riding at a river. I peer at a raging waterfall and then to the sky, so open. My friend Glaya sits atop her horse, speckled with a mixture of amazement and befuddlement. She smiles at me, and I smile back.

Imagine living everyday with silence. It is peaceful. But it is also unnerving. One never knows what’s to come next when they can hardly tell what lurks behind.

A shadow mov...

I had always felt peace here.

My tall, young but steady, bay mare stood beneath me. Laney’s nose reached into the mist from the tumbling waterfall.

It was a gift to us. He was saying that all would work out if you just listen to me.

And because of Him, I now had a well paying job I loved. I had the sweetest husband I could ever imagine who loved and cared for me. I was blessed with a big house and...

It’s been two months since the zombie apocalypse. I was in my history class when it started, and I’ve survived almost every obstacle I came across. My parents got turned in the apocalypse and I can’t find my friends anywhere.

Right now all I want is to find someone out there that’s still alive. I don’t want to be the only person left in this world. The only thing I could hear is the sound of my h...

I wish I knew what was going through the mind of that horse,

having bucked it’s owner to the lake.

Was it an accident?, a local spook?,

Or was it a conscious move, that he had no choice but to take.

The horse, as stone, glares to the icy plunge,

Swaying slightly to the wind that flutters through his mane.

This was no tragedy, this was purpose,

Bred from a lifetime of endurance, maltreatment and...

Dawnbreak casts a veil of pale autumn sun across the banks, a mist grazing the horizon. The cracks of a river splits the plains into two, gently washing up against the waterside. Salt-encrusted cliffs circle the open valley, a waterfall tumbling down, down, off the edge and crashing softly into the river. The world still sleeps - almost.

Bonaventure is running. He is not sure how long it has bee...

(Add on to a previous story I wrote)

It had taken a couple hours to figure out how to get around the Rock. But eventually we found a small pass and ended up dismounting the horses.

Behind the Rock was a heavily forested area. And beautiful stream ran by and cascaded into a beautiful waterfall. We decided to use that spot for the night. As the sun set and I was stroking Jane, I couldn’t help but f...

The loud crashing of the water fills her ear drums. She rushes towards the running stream.

Breaking through the trees, a big waterfall comes into view. It’s breathtaking.

Cove has not been outside the Allaver, so this natural sight amazes her. Paintings can’t do a beauty like this justice. White water cresting over the cliff. Green, lucious grass and trees glistening with the droplets.

She c...

We had been travelling for two weeks straight. Barely stopping to hunt to eat, never stopping to bathe and rarely stopping for relief. But we needed to make time and as it was, we were losing it more than gaining anyway, but stopping was not an option.

Mid second week, I had had enough. The city would continue to burn regardless if we were there or not and without my powers, I wasnt sure how use...

We had started off about two weeks ago to try to find the hidden cave that was marked on the ancient map we found stuffed in a book in the local library. It was just the two of us on the journey now, our other three friends who started out with us had decided to abandon us at the past few towns we passed. Our horses trotted along the forest path, the clopping of their hooves the only sound in the ...