Writing Prompt

Escavar looked into the sparkling blue eyes of his opponent. His sword glittered with a fierce light. Slowly they began to circle each other. Never letting their eyes fall. Pebbles crunched under their feet and fell down the side of the cliff. It was sheer drop to the ground that they could not see. If one would fall, it would most certainly be the end of them. Escavar watched his footsteps wearil...

The blade unraveled like made from string, thought it stayed in the position no matter the force until the wielder let it off. The trees rustled, bushes swayed. Wind blew, clouds traveled. All was moving, but the blade stayed perfectly still. The wielder never moved. A bounty hunter, the best of them all, paid from the dark web and back alleyways. She is what he came for. A powerful magic user, on...

Emma prided herself on her wits. It was the one thing she could always rely on. When all else failed, she could always get herself out of whatever hole she dug. However, sometimes wit bowed to strength. To uncontrollable, brutal strength. "Ha!" He exclaimed, shoving his hands to the side. "You see! Her wits were no match to my blade!" The man pulled out his sword to emphasize his point. Emma was o...

metal against metal,

she sought to distract me with her tongue;

spewing words that were meant to cloud my mind.

but her wits were no match to my blade.

metal against skin.

watching her crumple to the floor....

“Luring you was harder than anticapted,” Azriel grinned, malice curling its sharp edges and curving his words. “You’re a hard woman to find, Anala Crux, it intrigues me. You intrigue me.”

His strong hand rises to my face, tanned fingers still dripping warm blood as his fingers caress the air above my cheek with that sadistic bare of his teeth. It takes all of me not to flinch, not to step back a...

Kiana's green eyes blazed with a burning fury that could put her unruly red locks to shame., her grip on her sword tightened until her knuckles turned white. Harlem, her features set in a grim line and her blonde hair braided in preparation for a battle long awaited ,mirrored the intensity, her own weapon drawn and ready. She had been waiting for this opportunity for far too long. Ever since the k...

Dazai is far away from his past now. Like a dog running from a collar— he never quite slips away. It'll always hang firmly around his neck, invisibly visible to all.

He doesn't work for the Port Mafia anymore; he left Chuuya behind without a word. It still haunts him every moment he breathes.

Now he works for the Armed Detective Agency and only very lately, has talked to Chuuya again. The four ...

Her mind was sharp

No doubt about that

But my knife was sharper

Hence my attack

It wasn’t that hard

I had nothing to lose

Just one fatal mistake

And I couldn’t refuse

It was me

It was me and nobody else

I’m sorry

I really didn’t think this out

Now after the fact,

I ask myself “why?”

How can I live

When I caused her to die?

And after thinking

And thinking

And thinking a lot

I have come ...

Silvanus entered the passageway to the arena, his light armor clinked around on each other. He could hear the cheers and excitement of the crowd, and became nervous. He would be fighting for his life with barely any protection, and a sword that was too heavy for his lanky arms. As Silvanus walked forward to the open air, the dirt crunched under his feet, and the air was full of anticipation.

He...

She thought she was good. she thought she could beat me because she had beaten so many others. The reality is, that she had never seen anything like me before.

We fought for no more than 15 minutes in a duel spectated by many. We exchanged many blows, fighting ferociously. The whole while I stayed calm. many times I dodged a swipe at the head, then deflected another blow. In my opinion it was one...