Writing Prompt

Wings.

What kind of messed up God had the terrible idea to bestow it upon us, eh?

My back aches as I strain to keep my wings folded behind me but still leaving room to lean back against my chair in my cramped booth.

There’s only so much room you can have with such bulging and straining weights on your back that constantly twitch and jerk like they have a mind of their own.

I groan quietly, wish...

“Alfred!” I yelped as the air filled with papers. “No flapping in the copy room!”

“Sorry! I needed to stretch! I had a cramp!” He grabbed at the papers, trying to rectify the situation.

I did the same, though I knew it was futile. “Those were alphabetized… The meetings starts in five minutes! I do not need this today!”

“I’m sorry,” he said again, crumpling the edges of the completely mixed-up r...

Zephyr rested on the handle of her broom. Her mind adrift with the white whirls of clouds beyond the window.

Working on floor six hundred, at the pinnacle top of the office, the views outside were a painting come to life.

Just like the land that housed the office’s foundations, another floating island hovered amongst the sky. Cradled in a backdrop of azure, the luscious, vibrant greens of the ro...

Right, I tried to do the prompt for today (poetry ending line), but I couldn’t even write a story for it. So here’s some tenuous linking from the prompt to the sort of thing I make up during class rather than paying full attention:

(This comprises the opening section of one half of the story)

Aryani Neven meets ‘Sky’ Eyvindr, a boy without wings. When he lets slip that his parents — both govern...

(Sorry for rushing)

Welcome to WingWorks Incorporated where we take wings to their maximum potential!

Here at WingWorks we’re all born with wings. We can give you wings to work with too! You’ll be able to fly anywhere you can, except for towards the sun, if you do that, you’ll melt! Our wings power us. They power our facilities, they power our society. But they can even make everything float awa...

“ I was an intern slash assistant for the largest angel company in the world. I wasn’t an angel but they still took the risk and hired me. It was the best 3 years of my life. Until today. This company has offered me, a nobody, the ability to become an angel. It’s a dream I’ve had for a while since I discovered there are people born with wings. I never thought I had a chance. But now I do. So every...

I never thought that I would achieve them. If you would have told me a year ago that I would be standing here today, I would have laughed in your face. I thought that getting your wings was unachievable, especially for someone like me. I wasn’t born a full angel, so this was incredible for me. I didn’t give up, even when I felt like it, and it finally paid off. I have finally gotten my wings and ...

A feathered figure flapped frantically through the bustling anarchic skies of the thunderous raining storm. His head had to remain forward for his beak to guide him. Droplets of transparent water spattered on his black tux. Another crackle in the sky clashed in the clouds, he had believed that today would be easier than others but the owl folks weren't expecting such severe weather today.

Finall...

Being a video game designer is pretty interesting, especially when you need to make a sequel to one, like I had to do today. First, I got dressed, had breakfast, then flown over to the building where I work. I swooped in through the 32nd floor, my floor. People who code games like me are called Wing Coders, by the way. I heard that one of my coworkers had a stuffy nose, hope they’re all right (Win...

“Do you really think we used to have tails?”

“Yes! Evolution proved this. Scientists have proved this. Look it up,” exclaimed Stacy, who was growing tired of this conversation. She didn’t have time for trivial office small talk. Maybe after work she’d be willing to discuss evolution and tails, but now was not the time. She was rushing to get the holiday newsletter out to her manager. It had to b...