Writing Prompt
VISUAL PROMPT
by Devraj Govindan @ https://www.deviantart.com/devrajgovindan
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Write an adventure story which features this setting.
Writings
Long Face
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...
Reflection
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...
Climbing
(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...
Anything
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...
Waterfall of Hope
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...
The Lake Of Dreams
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 ...
The Decision Waterfall
The waterfall was beautiful. The forest cried out to it as it’s crystal waters hit the icy river beneath it. A deer made its way out of the misty woods and lapped at the river, the waterfall roaring in their ears. The bracken shuddered as another creature came forth. Another deer, a doe, stood behind the other with eyes like they were about to say something changing. The other deer looked up at he...
Untitled
This is really random, sorry 😔
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The water gushed endlessly from the abyss above. It made a deafening roar like an angry God. The screen panned out revealing the ongoing fields splayed across the oasis like waves, sloping up and down. Trees dotted the horizon but the rest of the area had scarcely any tress in order to be able to see the actor.
Everyone clapped as the knight w...
Best Birthday Ever
Towering trees rose above her head in majestic rows. Birds sang and squirrels chirped. Hundreds of different shapes and sizes of flowers bloomed, showing their colors in bold, delicate, or brilliant styles.
Olivia pushed her blonde curls out of her eyes and smiled at the scene. For twenty-four hours, she had been lost in the forest.
At first she was terrified, until a few minutes ago, she'd...
The Falls
Alexander sat at the falls, holding his drawing pad as he sketched a flower. This wasn’t anything new, he did this every afternoon during his lunch break. He would stop, looking up to stare at the waterfall. It billows and flows down the rocky mountainside, it soothing sound pulling him in, lulling him into sleep; which he did.
He wakes up, it being the dead of night. “God-“ He would scurry to a ...