Writing Prompt
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VISUAL PROMPT
by Ricarda Wegmann @ deviantart.com/yumenoki
Your character is heading towards this dark tower. Tell the story of what happens here...
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The wind whistled around me and the tall trees cast shadows on the ground. Am I the only one who thinks everything has a face when your scared? I could see two eyes and a devious smile in everything, from the shadows the trees reflected to the two glowing windows in the tower up ahead.
A small overlook wrapped around the top compartment lined with rails and gargoyles. The bottom half was spiraled ...
I could smell something delightful, “what was it” Sheila gasped, “I don’t know but it was definitely something familiar”, i responded, And off we enter towards the dark tower. As we closer approached i found myself again, amused by the smell and still unsure of what it could be. when all of a auss...
The fog was grabbable and it wrapped around me like a blanket, but it wasn’t protecting me against the angry thorn bushes I was fighting my way through. I blocked my face as best I could and continued to trudge through the forest of death, my way pathetically illuminated by my headlamp.
Excitment and nervousness peppered my guts as the decimated roof of the infamous abandoned manor came into view...
Once upon a time an ancient kingdom was vanquished by greedy monarchs who wished for wealth. The prince of the kingdom was an honorable warrior who had been defeated by the monarch’s forces, he left a great amount of treasure inside his hidden tower. His descendants who lived as royal nobles were the only ones to have known about the tower, but they were not capable to found it without the help of...
The long, winding path through the forest has been more difficult to navigate than I originally expected. Between the overgrowth, the poison oak, and the thickets of prickle bushes, I will surely be returning home with a significant number of scratches and bruises. But I have to see this place. I’ve heard so much about it, and it sounds too bizarre to be true. People say if you walk through this f...
My head hurt and my heart hurts. I can't remember the last time I had a decent meal. I am vaguely annoyed at chance or fate or destiny, or whatever you want to call it. Anyway, I am so fucking annoyed I can barely speak! First, I get doomed to this sick half life and now I have to marry a prince. And of course we're going to ignore the fact that I am 300 years older than him. What will happen when...
(Part Two)
The silence following Henry’s news was deafening. With faces full of horror, the ghosts turned to each other. “But, mother,” Seline cried, “if we leave the tower, we’ll never have the chance to become human again!”
“What do you mean?” Henry asked curiously.
Mr. Ferdinand sighed. “We weren’t always like this, you know—“
“But” Seline interrupted, “we were cursed by my sister. She even...
Every town seems to have one big ghost story or legend wrapped up in folklore and mystery. The village of Sallix was no different. Deep within the misty forest that created the village’s southern border was a crumbling, decrepit tower. This tower had long since been overrun by Mother Nature and was the only part of the Castle of Sallix that had remained intact after decades of abandonment.
The Du...
William once again found himself completely disoriented. A symptom that often came from following his two older brothers. If only he knew they would be riding deep into the Queen's forest, he probably would have skipped out on this… Well, actually, he wasn’t quite sure what this was. All he knew for sure was that he regretted begging them to let him tag along.
“Oscar, where are we going?” Willia...
Amelia approached the jagged rocks that were pointed at the sky like gargantuan spikes. They slanted away from a shallow crater in the mountain rock, as if a small meteor had blasted into the ground around which they congregated.
The air about them held a welcome warmth; Amelia had been traversing the cold forest for days with only a light coat to protect her from the wind, rain, and icy air. Sni...