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VISUAL PROMPT
Without describing exactly what you see, write a story, poem, or descriptive paragraph which conjures this image.
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As he journeyed through the cave, the frigid chill reaching his bones, his fingers numb from the cold, he saw a light up ahead. Excitement rose knowing that he had finally found a way out, but quickly fell once he was greeted by a far away shadow standing among the stalactites that he had grown accustomed to over his trek through the icy cave.
From the shadow came a gruff voice. A voice that he ...
Everything is still pretty blurry to me.
It was around 10 oâclock when all the prisoners were taken from the cafeteria and herded back into their cells to turn in for the night. The cramped beds did well enough for the back-breaking labor the women had gone through all day. Manufacturing, testing, and transporting weapons and supplies to be used for, what I assume, carnage that even most of us in...
Alone again,
Itâs who I am.
The ghost of a girl,
A spectator in their world.
The story I follow
didnât last long.
My heart is hollow,
the pages gone.
Icy spikes
Form in their eyes.
A cold, cold darkness
Itâs my disguise.
Donât let the light
Creep its way through,
Or it will unveil
My unsightly view.
Alone again,
Itâs who I am.
Self-sabotage
reaches out its deathly hand.
Though years ago
warm ...
It will always follow
Slowing melting
Cold winter air
Days feel frozen
Heavy as it stands still
But spring does a number on the heart
Sitting on the edge of August
Turning around to find youâve left winter once more
A train running faster than the flowers can bloom
I need more of you
I need more time...
Lisa crept into the icy cave as the temperature drastically dropped. She had hoped to seek warmth and comfort from it. All she had was a backpack with some food and water, a notebook, some clothes, a Polaroid, and a box of matches. Lisa made her way deeper and into the cave. It was practically pitch black as she navigated the narrowing path of the cave. Icicles dripped. Thick, sharp icicles were l...
Accidentally falling
Into a cave.
Stumbling over
The thick darkness.
Almost giving up,
But too stubborn
To die yet.
Walking for what
Seemed like forever.
Looking up,
And seeing a light.
Running away
From the place
That I had grown to love.
Ducking around
The cold spikes at the exit.
Trying to see
The world ahead.
Never looking back,
Never even seeing
What I left behind.
_- this is m...
Alone.
In the vastness of the trees
Buried deep in the woods
No one around
Not a trace of a sound
No one knows.
Alone.
I could do anything
And they wouldnât know
I could run or I could stay,
And no oneâs here to stop me
Either way.
Just the glimpse of sky
Up through the leaves
And the trees stretching around,
Like a blanket of security
Thatâs all I have
In this moment.
No one knows
How I fee...
You feel it every night when walking home
Clutching your keys in between your fingers
Knuckles whitw, nails digging into skin
âDonât walk home aloneâ they said
But they didnât tell him not to follow
âText me when you get homeâ they said
But they didnât tell him not to follow
âcarry something with youâ they said
But then didnât tell him not to follow
Every night you feel him closing the gap betwe...
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VISUAL PROMPT
Write a story or poem inspired by this image. What themes and atmospheres come to mind?