Writing Prompt

I stand out on my porch as I watch four wheeler’s after four wheeler’s arrive at the place. Not really my place, but we needed it to be desolate so no one would know what we are doing. About 12 people in total show up. I know them very well from the resume’s they sent me. We head to the living room in silence and we all sit down. After a minute, I speak.

“You all know why your here.” I look acros...

I was in a desert standing in middle of the Egyptian in 3700 BC. I’m a woman dress like cleopatra but I have curly hair...

The desert sky was a river of ribbons. Under the giant white tent tiny lights twinkled. At least that was what Deana imagined as she and Bobbie drove into the desert. This music festival is the hottest ticket of the summer, of the year, maybe of the decade. Deana hugged herself as Fitzwilliam’s car cut into the sand. Fitzwilliam smiled

Hannah was talking to the piece of shit now. Robert Fitzwilli...

It’s amazing, really, a human’s ability to carve out a safe and comfortable space for themself in the midst of utterly inhospitable environments. As part of Life On Earth, humans wound up in some of the most unpleasant, hostile environments you could think of. And yet, with the help of other humans, they would inevitably find a way to create shelter, to harvest food and animals (bugs included), to...

Oasis of thought

Beauty for not

Lost in the quiet

Endless mind riot

Party of two

Endings we knew

Gathering tonight

Final bird flight

Dusk and sunset

Blessings we met

Others will see

You holding me

Tessa🦋...

Marvin sat down in the white canvas tent and pushed his spectacles farther up his nose. He had a crazy idea. It would take years to accomplish, but it would all be worth it in the end. It had to be. He clearly printed the names of famous archeologists from all around the world and asked for their assistance. He invited them to a party of sorts to explain the next big thing in the industry.

Weeks...

Driving up a dirt road in a five year old box truck, two men in white shirts and black pants, Drew and Mike, listen to static filled country music on the radio.

They pull up to the site that just 12 hours earlier they were setting up a tent and catering equipment, ready to begin the break-down and pack-up process. However when they arrive, something is a little bit off.

Only two of the plates ...

we stand in this dirt

we awaken the great wyrm

come all ye faithful...

“ Stupid Ragweeds-“

“ How about you actually focus on the mission ahead of us, Cam. Not complaining about the climate.”

“ Like that’s going to help me not die from the elements, Fey.”

Parties. Possibly the bane of my existence. Out of all the places we can be, why a party. In a desert, no less.

Fey said this would be where our target is. Hence why I needed to use my own money for this worthle...

It…is…SCORCHING…

You’re probably wondering what the hell are you talking about? It’s December, which means it’s cold and what not. Well my friend that’s in England. I’m in a random desert. Why you may ask? A party. You must be thinking “Cassie, have you gone BONKERS?” …well guess what I’ve always been. A party in the desert… but Cassie it’s so hot? Well it’s not my fault I am such a social media ...