Writing Prompt

I’m simply walking through the hills and the grass is gradually turning to a more purple hue. I keep walking and come across one of the strangest buildings I’ve ever seen. It’s tall and checked, one window and one doorway with stairs leading up.

It’s so bizarre....

The first time I came across the tower I was rightfully hesitant. I heard the stories growing up, that it was beyond explanation and comprehension and as deep as my imagination goes I never could have prepared myself for what happened after that first step. My eyes flooded over, my body began to weaken and wither. Fear; my steps turn to leaps, leaps into bounds, I’m dying. The world vibrates aroun...

“Wow,” the words blew out softly into the wind.

“Now that is a sight…”

I couldn't believe my eyes. The hill blended from green and became barren, about a hundred yards away from the most vivid scenery I've ever seen.

Fields of lavender smothered the ground upon the hill. Surrounding a tall, thin checkered building standing erect with a shiny gold window.

I Could not wrap my head a how people...

As I walked down the long stretch of land, as I did every evening, I noticed something strange. A tall building with black and white checkered design and a yellow window.

I felt mesmerized by the scene, almost hypnotized. I walked up the stairs, leading to a room you could not see from the outside. This feeling got stronger and stronger. The room was filled with people bowing down, one one knee ...

The map shows mile after mile of aimless streams, shapeless gradients, and tumbledown field boundaries. No tower. No landmark. Except here it is

"Some mad billionaire built a folly then?", I speak to it, eyeing the entrance in case anyone emerges. But there's just the wind and a grouse calling somewhere

The tower is in the middle of a peat bog where only those stupid enough to take a shortcut ac...

A briny breeze drifted up from the heather tousling my Titian curls. Always when my soul is in torment, I sought the savage beauty of the moors. Duke Reginald has discharged Mr. Morgan, my art tutor and my heart’s desire.

I implored the Duke that I was his ward not his property. He bellowed in rage and I ran into the cool arms of the night. Chill winds slapped my burning tears as my feet heade...

We finally came across the large structure. There was no door to the building and only one window peering out. People have been coming here, trying to uncover the mysteries of this place. But it seems those who have tried never came back home. My friends and I were determined to uncover the truth.

“I can’t believe we found it!” Mika exclaimed. He wiped his brow with the back of his hand.

I plop...

i don’t know how long i’ve been walking.

my home was screaming

in agony

whenever i was around

and the hills in the heavens

were shouting my name

and it’s not like it all matters

so i’ve been walking.

and oh lord,

i think i’ve been here before

these walls are tiled with my life

these whispers come from ghosts

of people i haven’t seen

in a long

long

time

sweet satan,

i think i feel whole

because...

“Do you see that,” I ask Jeff, pointing ahead of us.

He squints his eyes and shakes his head, “see what?”

“There’s a tower a looming in the sky.”

He looks at me with concern, “Alice, have you been taking your medicine?”

“I promise you I’m more sane now than I’ve ever been before.”

“Alice. . . There’s no tower there.”

I turn around to look back up at it and sure enough it’s still here, it did...

Once upon a time, Jane and Peter found a tower in the hills behind their parents’ cottage. It shot high into the sky, and the walls were covered with white and black squares, the paint was glossy, and the afternoon sun made it twinkle and glitter. There was a single entrance, a flight of stairs that led into darkness, and above that was a window, also full of darkness with an elegant trim of gold....