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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! Don't forget to comment with your practice!) Prompt: Illusions were common after so many months at sea. Words: gale, crusted, whatever, reached, life, direction My Paragraph: Illusions were common after so many months at sea. Orellion knew that. But as the gale snapped his sails taught, he grit his teeth and steered his boat in the direction of the land. Or illusion. Or whatever it was. He licked his salt-crusted lips and squinted his eyes at the palms on the horizon, wanting desperately to will the illusion to life. As he maneuvered the ship over crests of white waves toward the swaying palms, he noticed that they definitely grew larger. Orellion almost slipped off the edge of the boat. Illusions did not do that. Illusions stayed one size, forever out of reach no matter how far or how fast you sailed. His lips cracked and bled as he smiled. This was no illusion. This was land. I want to see your practice below! Have any of your writing prompts grown into longer works?
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