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If you're new to my style of writing prompts, head over to this blog post for more information. Feel free to use just the picture, just the prompt, just the words, or a combination of any of the three write your paragraph!) Prompt: He emerged from the earth, clawing at the roots and stems and trunks until he felt the sun on every inch of his body.... Words: dark, stupid, touch, hand, felt, find My Paragraph: He emerged from the earth, clawing at the roots and stems and trunks until he felt the sun on every inch of his body. The sun was warm. Of course it was. Stupid of him to think otherwise. But there was something about the warmth, like the light touch of a woman's hand. It made him smile. And that felt good because he couldn't quite remember the last time he had smiled. He'd been so long in the dark and cold of the earth. But he had found his way back as he always said he would. Let me see your practice below!
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(If you're new to my style of writing prompts, head over to this blog post for more information. Feel free to use just the picture, just the prompt, just the words, or a combination of any of the three write your paragraph!) Prompt: Legend spoke of a path, as plain as a boardwalk through the woods, that led to the world of the dead.... Words: clutch, thud, layer, burst, footfalls, motion My Paragraph: Legend spoke of a path, as plain as a boardwalk through the woods, that led to the world of the dead. That was the only thing that gave Ipseel pause as she saw the path curve into the forest of bamboo. She clutched the sunburst pendant at her breast, feeling the thud of her heart through the layers of silk fabric. Gods protect me. Heavy footfalls echoed behind her, jolting her into motion. If this was indeed the path to the world of the dead, then she was about to be the first person to enter and come out alive. Comment your practice below! Photo credit: M. M. Kastanek
(If you're new to my style of writing prompts, head over to this blog post for more information. Feel free to use just the picture, just the prompt, just the words, or a combination of any of the three write your paragraph!) Prompt: His hands trembled at his first glimpse past the cerulean doors.... Words: brass, shut, swirl, handling, ward, wild My Paragraph: His hands trembled at his first glimpse past the cerulean doors. He almost shut them. He shouldn't look. He shouldn't have even opened them in the first place. But as his hands reached for the brass handles, he paused. Wind swept the sand in spirals across the dunes that lay beyond the doorway. Prioress Vreyda had told him and the other wards that the sand swirls were made by wild kitsune. Would he see one if he waited just a bit longer? Comment your practice below! Photo credit: M. M. Kastanek
(If you're new to my style of writing prompts, head over to this blog post for more information. Feel free to use just the picture, just the prompt, just the words, or a combination of any of the three write your paragraph!) Prompt: An amber light pulsed ahead, beckoning me forward.... Words: child, pressing, ankles, worst, forward, away My Paragraph: An amber light pulsed ahead, beckoning me forward. I paused, the water rushing around my ankles, pulling me away. To go back or to press on? I bit my lip. I knew what lay behind me. A town in ashes. A child in the ground. But what lay ahead? It couldn't be worse than what was behind. I gripped my staff and dragged my feet through the rushing water. Forward. Comment your practice below! |
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