Writing Prompt

“The merchant in the black market sell anything, even fictional items” the rumors said, but it was way to easy to identify this foolish deception, only people driven by pure impulse would believe it, that I believe. I’ve never visited the black market, not even once, yet, today my friend suggested me to at least pay one visit. I couldn’t believe my friend’s naivety, it would be a waste of money an...

I stand there looking at him blankly. “What do you mean? I can kill her, finally!” I say to my friend Anna, who stands behind me.“They will be after us big time, what are you talking about!” Anna exclaims. I turn back to the man who swears I won’t be caught. “I want a magic staff!” I finally shout to the man, “can’t catch me if it’s not real!” “Are you sure?” Anna and the man say. “Of course I’m s...

As i hovered the mouse over the small avatar of a cartoon man, I considered all my options. Either I click this and risk everything or I close the webpage and hide my laptop pretending this never happened, but it did happen and it IS happening. Before I knew what I was doing I clicked it, shocked at my own movements.

“What do you need” the message popped up in the bottom right hand corner of my ...

Desperately, I surveyed the huge market. My eyes darted from stall to stall, in the hope that I could find what I came here for. A strange artefact surrounded by brightly coloured jewels caught me off guard, almost distracting me, but I refused to be fazed by the peculiarity of this place. It suddenly occurred to me that I was very much out of place. The people here were... different.

A firm han...

The little man holds his hand out to me, as if repeating his question - ‘What is it you want?’

I look at him in disbelief. He really did say ‘anything’. And he meant it. I don’t dare question his sources. I just know that I can ask for it, the thing I’ve always dreamt of, and he can make that come true. I can finally get my wand.

It’s a big risk, if I’m honest. There’s only a small chance anyway t...

The year 2018:

I was on the cheapest flight I could possibly get to Romania. The attraction to the capital city of this country had stemmed from my study of Art. In most of my lectures at the University of Michigan, the lecturers would talk about Picasso and Da Vinci for days on end. I began to get bored with the same old Art and artists. I started my research on international artists. I had never...

I finally found someone who can help me. Years of searching and I am this close to realizing my dream. I wasn’t born beautiful, so I did what any woman in my position would do. I tried to become a good person.

But did that work? No it didn’t.

Nobody could look past my physical deformities. No body wanted to know the person inside. So, what other choice did I have? I started practicing the Forbi...

Shady, dusty, dark,

The alleyway getting smaller,

Lurking, peering, shadow,

Its getting closer,

Evil intent, glooming, grinning,

Holding out a hand,

Shiny, huge, bundled,

Layers around a block,

Velvet, smooth, delicate to touch,

Open it up and you find a book,

Pinecone scent, paper of ink, new but old,

A few coins in his hand and he is gone,

Shady, dusty, dark,

The alleyway getting smaller.

...

“Please,” I beg, ignoring both the balaclava and the obvious reluctance. Behind me, a seagull shrieked bloody murder over the turbulent ocean, swooping so low that a splash of spray soaked its wing. The dock market was thronged with people, smelling faintly of rotting fish, but what was strange was that no noise came from them, none at all. All I could hear was the raging sea, and my own hypervent...

I heard through the grapevine about a black market merchant that could sell the craziest and most unthinkable items on earth.

I knew straight away what I wanted.

My whole life I’ve loved food , never been a fussy eater , always ate what was on my plate and that’s lead to my downfall.

I’ve always been bigger than other girls and I’ve always been aware of it. However I’ve never had the strength or ...