Writing Prompt
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VISUAL PROMPT
Prompt by natalia meyers
A mysterious relic, dormant for centuries, begins to thrum with energy.
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A Saturday morning when I was alone
I scrolled through my social media and noticed a post from a group I don’t belong to
It said “There is a new vintage shop in town the likes of which you have never seen……”
No other details just an image of a spectacular ornate gold footing supporting a beautiful gazing ball. Intrigued I saw only one clue: the address is on your phone now.
What in the hell I excl...
I walked through the dark halls of the old castle, Adrian following close behind me. “Where do you think this thing is?” He asked, looking around at the overgrown walls of the old palace. This place used to be a grand place, many parties and balls were held here. Then, one day, it fell into ruin, the family who lived here vanished. It is said that a witch came and cursed the family. Of course, the...
I walked through the dark halls of the old castle, Adrian following close behind me. “Where do you think this thing is?” He asked, looking around at the overgrown walls of the old palace. This place used to be a grand place, many parties and balls were held here. Then, one day, it fell into ruin, the family who lived here vanished. It is said that a witch came and cursed the family. Of course, the...
(not the prompt)
Aji walked through the halls. A boy in her last class flashed through her mind. Ken was his name. And she couldn’t stop thinking about him.
Aji was so lost in thought that she didn’t see Ken and walked right into him. She fell to the ground.
“Are you okay?” Ken held out his hand.
Aji nervously took it and he pulled her up.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Thanks.” Aji panicked and rushed awa...
“The relic! It’s moving!” *runs over to it*
“Wait, it is?!” *follows him*
“Yeah, but it doesn’t make any sense.” *taps it*
“What do mean?”
“This hasn’t moved in forever.”
“Really?”
“I think it’s sensed some kind of energy.” *tries to picks it up* “Man, it’s really heavy.”
“I’m not a man.”
*turns slowly to her* “Can you not be stupid for one second, please?”
“I’m not being stupid. I stated...
In a vast, sun-drenched desert, archeologist Nadia Grant devoted herself to uncovering the stories etched in the remnants of forgotten civilizations. The Avlekian relic, her latest discovery, sat quietly in the midst of her collection—its unassuming presence belying its potential significance.
One regular afternoon, Alex, her eager assistant, rushed into her tent, his eyes wide with surprise. "Na...
“Long ago, a goddess shed a tear for her lost daughter,” the elderly woman says, nodding and rocking in her old gnarled chair, “that drop… that drop landed here.”
The drop, well it was made of gold and diamond. It rolled down the beautiful goddess’ cheek and trickled down to the earth, where it landed on a hard blackened rock beside the riverbed.
The woman, young then, picked it up out of curios...
We have never, at any point in our history on Earth, properly understood or appreciated what came before us. Our own hubris, our own determination that we, homosapiens, are the peak of evolution, prevents us from seeing what is right before our eyes. Or even what is below our feet.
We do as we’ve always done. We take from the land. We take from the sea. We take from wherever we can extract anythi...
In a remote corner of a forgotten realm, nestled amidst lush overgrown foliage and whispered tales of lost civilizations, lay the resting place of an enigmatic artifact. This mythical land, steeped in legends of forgotten magic, guarded a secret long buried by the passage of time.
The golden orb, an artifact of unparalleled beauty, seemed frozen in time. Its smooth surface glimmered with intricat...
(Related to “The Last Wolf Rider” and other writings.” The prompt doesn't really come in until the end.)
Long ago, before the time of the Riders, there was a powerful being named Savia.
Savia was a wise and powerful sorceress, who’s magic took on the form of silver coloured light. Her magic could do wonderful, and terrible things, but as Savia was a kind hearted and pure soul, she only used her...