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STORY STARTER
Write about a mythical beast that feeds on dreams, and only appears in the moments between sleep and wakefulness.
You do not have to write this in the style of a traditional story.
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I run frantically through the Moonlit Forest, branches snapping violently at my arms. I hear birds flapping their wings and smell the lingering presence of smoke. The night keeps getting darker and darker until I look up and realize: the stars are going missing. They blur across the sky and then... gone. All gone. Gone are the leaves on the trees and the birds in the sky and everything is a blur u...
I only see him in the rare moments between sleep and wakefulness. We have created a symbiotic bond in those sparse meetings. He feeds on dreams, and I am willing to give mine up. Though, I’m not sure how my nightmares must taste to him. All I know is that before, I was tormented each night by nightmares. And then one day, he was in my nightmare and ate the dream, leaving behind a nothingness. A no...
The **Nightsiphon** is a shadowy, ethereal beast that lurks in the twilight between the waking world and the realm of dreams. Its form is ever-shifting, appearing as a swirling mass of darkness and mist, with fleeting glimpses of eyes that glow faintly like distant stars. The Nightsiphon has a serpentine body that stretches into infinity, coiling and uncoiling as it moves silently through the nigh...
_Not Again_
_Running. Panting. Screaming. Laughter. I need to escape. I need to run faster! I can feel IT’s breath hanging on my heels. If only i can find a way to slip around a corner or melt into the shadows and let IT slip by. An other worldly raspy, cackle splits my awareness like an axe through dry wood. IT is toying with me! I can’t think. I can’t escape. Then it happens; as if IT could sen...
Night time, everyone fall asleep. A mythical beast comes to the town, looking for food, dreams are its favorite. Walking on the street, feels lots of dreams surrounding, they are the most precious thing of the people here. Grab a dream and start eating, sweet dreams very soon empty, the rest of it toss away. The mythical beast brought its gift to the people in the town, make the their dreams come ...
“I reviewed the data three times. I conferred with Aster in Psych and Tran in BioMed. We are all agreed,” Isla said.
Slightly out of breath, the aerospace department head walked to match Cypress’ longer stride. After days of getting no response from corporate, Isla had flown from the space station in Florida to San Francisco to reach the CEO in person. On the top floor of Foote Towers, Isla had s...
“Every night, when you close your eyes and drift off to the Dream World, you see Him. Every morning, when your alarm clock rings and you regain consciousness into the Real World, you see Him.
“He does not have a body. He does not have a face. He does not have a soul. He is not anyone or anything, he simply is.
“And here at Dream HQ we call him Bob! Everyone give it up for our Dream Catcher of th...
“Mommy why do I have to go to bed?” He asks
“So you will be safe from the dream stealer.” I replies.
“Who’s the dream stealer?” He question
“A mythical beast that steals your good dreams and replaces them with nightmares if you are not sleeping.” I answer
“Tell me the tale!” He asks excitedly.
“A long time ago, maybe 4000 years ago a mythical creature was summoned to do one important task, t...
It feels real
But is it
A shadow
Red eyes
It approaches
But you’re petrified
Trapped
In the prison that is
Your body
Your mind wakes
But your body sleeps
Eyes open
Or is it
A dream
Yet you see
You see your room
Your bed
And this creature
This monster
That plagues your head
So what can you do
You can’t run
You can’t hide
You can’t move
Can’t shut your eyes
Can’t reach the sleep you crave
So the on...
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