Writing Prompt

The end of creation was simple and arithmetic: _finishing in 3s_.

There was the **First Disaster**, of course. Well, everyone knows about _The Sinking_.

For centuries, sea levels inched higher, taller until stretches of prospering vegetation were swallowed whole by waves so monstrous they kissed the sky.

Brown cattle and silver planes and green foliage and busy-bodied people were swept away by...

Idk people running away or something .. I don’t have the energy for this today ://...

Sighing, Amelia Young, a beautiful woman in her late twenties, placed her freshly baked cookies on the counter. “Bruce!” She called to her seven-year-old son, who came trampling down the stairs before she could even finish her shout.

“Are the cookies done?” He asked excitedly, a wide smile gracing his youthful face, eyes twinkling with curiosity towards the world.

“Yep.” She smiled back, turnin...

“I don’t think I could ever get used to this.”

A skeletal hand rests on my shoulder and squeezes. “You will, in time. This is your first—you are bound to feel something—but after your fifth or sixth,”

My guide pauses, their black hooded cloak flapping in the stifling heat, scanning the horizon, the destruction. “Well, after then,” They turn to me, nothing but two golden orbs beneath the hood, ju...

Canon: Set during “Nightmare Vacation” (Ep. 88, S5 E16)

The hurricane had continued to blow for what seemed like hours. Their room was torn apart with a wall missing and the bathroom gone.

The quartet was stuck huddled against the interior door frame just off the hallway. The guys had moved the girls behind them the best they could.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the storm ended. A...

If the world was ending,

Would you still be by my side?

If the sky was falling,

Would you be my place to hide?

If the earth exploded,

Would you still be mine?

If the gun was loaded,

Would you cross the line

To save me?

Or would you be the one

To end my life?

If the sun burnt out?

Would you provide me with light?

If the dead took scout,

Would you and I both fight?

If the sea took over,

Would our lo...

(Continuation of The Punishment of Sodom that I wrote earlier this week).

After what I believed had been hours of watching the stormy, dark clouds far away punishing Sodom with heavy lightening and fire, I got up on my tired feet and started slowly walking back. I wanted to go back to the city I had grown up into, yet I was dreading what I would find. Death, destruction and chaos. Could anyone ha...

The freak storm was unexpected. When Ambrose sought those tracks in the snow, he had not mentally braced himself for the adverse snowfall. At first it was a soft trickle which turned into determined balls. Like ice cream sized scoops that began to swallow the grass and consume the ground in a white blanket. The prints he was tracking were lost instantly. As he looked back, his sense of direction f...

Toby and his father were two of the survivors of what they now called ‘The Last Day’. It was the day an asteroid hit the moon and, subsequently, threw the Earth in to chaos. The tides were the first things to be effected, followed by the tectonic plates, leading to a mass eruption event. All active volcanoes across the globe erupted almost simultaneously. They thought everyone would die and almost...

Debris was piled high, cluttering the streets that earlier in the day people walked to get to work and school. Buildings had collapsed in on themselves, taking furniture and livelihoods with them, riding families of homes and comfort. All that could be found in these piles of rubble was lost hope and tragedy. Many bodies of the people that we once knew and loved would soon be found among the emoti...