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Submitted by Prism Clairs
An ancient evil awakens.
Write a story that has this as the last line
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One day a long time ago a ferret with wings was falling off a cliff while being attacked by a dragon. Wait wait wait,that’s not how it started! You see our story begins with me. “Mom!” I said. “Time for breakfast!” “Coming coming!” My mom replied. “I’ve got a surprise for you!” She said. “Come on!” She grabbed My hand and practically dragged me to the door. “Mom, mom, MOM!” I said. She stopped dr...
As Poseidon pulls up to Mount Olympus, I feel sick to my stomach. If this goes wrong, what will happen to us? Will we die? Will we be plagued by the Furies forever?
Apollo seems to sense my worries and puts a comforting hand on my shoulder.
‘Don’t worry, Artie,’ he says. ‘We’ll be fine.’
Then we turn to Poseidon, waiting for the game plan. He already looks like a hardened criminal.
‘Ok, so w...
It started off like any horror story should, it was a dark and rainy day. Too cliche? Happens.
I arrive at work, not feeling well. There was an air of something ominous, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
I checked the computer to see if there was anything I should be aware of, but it seemed business as usual. Perhaps I was letting my imagination get away. Too much reading lately.
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I came from a thousand Hells, but no one cared.
My name is from death, no one dared listen.
Prepared bells clapping and overlapping those written the words they are rapping.
Hidden in prison cells and the warden’s shoes are tapping to the beat of this street.
Slapping the temperature because screw you heat, I never knew you heat.
Flapping my fine lined sheet of paper of wings into the song that si...
Claps of thunder rattle the windowpanes of every house in Dwyerym, unhinging the nerves of most. Fences are ripped from land in the fists of loathing wind, crops drowning from lashes of rain. Those who are fortunate drink their worries away in the local tavern while the anxious pray at their bedsides. Children cry between searing flashes of light, raising monsters from shadows inside their nurseri...
She was so beautiful, the man couldn’t resist walking up to her. She was the one everybody talked about. She wasn’t human. She was dead. Legend said that if anybody fell in love with the female ghost, she would live again, so nobody got close to her.
The man was a tourist and didn’t know who she was, so he talked to her. They talked for hours. Eventually, the man told the ghost he was attracted to...
It was always going to happen this way. Joe knew his fate the moment the deed was done. He knew what he was getting himself into going on this trip. Numerous travellers had warned him of his foolish attempts at redemption. Naia had told him only yesterday of the curse that would befall anyone who dares to try and enter the caverns. But Joe was foolish, young, naive and felt that it was the what he...
Carrie had grown up loving science fiction especially ones about time travel.
Carrie trained to be a scientist and inventor.
After years of many failures, Carrie and her co-inventor named Leonard cracked the code. Together they traveled back to what they thought was a simpler time.
Upon a their arrival, the were walking the streets looking for rooms for rent. A very strange man and his man se...
He scrambled through the rocks. The wind was picking up now and the rain was falling heavier, faster and more wicked than before. How would he make it out of here in time? As he threw one rock out of his way, he stumbled over the next. The gloom and grey of the sky seemed to morph into the baron grey and rocky landscape. No sign of life. No sign of colour. Just him and the never ending field of sl...
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