Writing Prompt

A travler seeking shelter for the night wondered into a city. He didn’t know this city or even knew there was a city hear.

He knew something was off the second he was in the city limits. Unlike outside, the city had a dark aura around it. A tanted blue washed over everything, like a corps. No life was in site.

He wanted to get himself and his horse out as so...

Everything was normal, one beautiful day I had been walking down the street, buzzing with the joy of others, but it all came to an abrupt halt when an ear piercing screeching sounded. Then came the screams of people around me as they were killed off one by one. Everyone started running, their attempts seemingly failing as the creature attacked them, it seems that many people had been past the deat...

As I flee,

This city of death,

I drop the key,

And catch my breath.

I finally escaped,

And opened the door,

The night time draped,

And I started a war.

The ghosts and ghouls,

All followed my track,

As strong as a bull,

I felt their attack.

I fell to my defeat,

And looked for the key,

Oh how this treat,

Has been taken from me....

My bare feet hit the ground hard and I just kept running. I didn’t look back and I bolted through the piles of debris as fast as I could. The clamoring of the town could be heard gaining up on me. I was scared. But now as much as I was determined....

The last thing I can remember is seeing these bright, beautiful flashing lights all around me…and then utter darkness. It felt as if I was drifting like a log down a river. I couldn’t feel anything yet everything seemed to be able to feel me. Time didn’t exist here. I could have been drifting for hours, days, months, even years. I had no way to tell.

Same as how I had no way to tell were I was go...

First It was a dark and rainy day, and the mystery man had to ring the bell to get his whole team to come and fight because they were in a battle. Second it was 2:30 in the morning and he was locked up in the city, and then his friends came to kill the person that kept Jeremy in the basement so Jeremy’s friend Karen said I’m going to come after you can run, but you can’t hide. Then Karen was going...

It was dark in the streets. The bell rang throughout the entire town. People knew that meant. It meant to hide in fear. It meant to quake in our boots. It meant to cower in our houses until the bell was rung again.

A cool mist swept through the streets. The sun disappeared from the sky. A darkness covered the entire town. It caused every person to cover their windows and lock their doors.

I sl...

Adam was the first human ever created by god, since he ate the forbidden fruit, as so he is cursed by god and sent to the City of Death after he passed away as a penalty. In the legend, the City of Death was filled with monsters, pain, and suffering. As soon as he realized that he is sent to city of death he had been always searching for ways to escape, today he finally found a trustworthy source ...

I was happier than most to escape the city of death.

My journey through had been long and arduous. The initial weaving between the worried and bedraggled masses taking longer than expected. There were more arrivals than last the decade when i was here last. It was a combination of some ingenious idea to start a trend of collecting venomous snakes and not-so-shockingly another war. This one in par...

The bell ringing is both an act of kindness and of cruelty. It sounds out the close of each hour to give the tired souls some sort of frame to their existence, but it also rings as if to say, _another hour gone where no one came to rescue you._

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It was the last anchor to life as we knew it. I remember that rotting bench on the cobb overlooking the water’s edge. The sea would lap against the g...