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Post by Caulder Melhaire on Nov 28, 2021 12:18:44 GMT -6
This Weeks Prompt: Warp
The Rolling Weekly Rules can be found in a sticky in this same forum. Entries must be 100 words, no more, no less. Entries can be posted below. Entries must be posted by December 4th by midnight PST. Weekly Challenge Rules:- No critiquing. Please refrain from giving feedback, as these challenges are to inspire creativity.
- Positive Enthusiasm is welcome! But save it for when Voting has started.
- CAN NOT vote for your own entry, and doing so will disqualify your submission.
- HAVE FUN!
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Post by FoxxGlove on Nov 30, 2021 16:21:03 GMT -6
If Walls Could Talk
Henry lives behind the sheetrock. I picture him as a stodgy old codger. He often speaks to me. Sometimes, the volume of his voice is so very low that I must concentrate extremely hard to hear him. Other times, he is totally out of control. Screeching. Thin, shrill, papery and ear-splitting.
That is when the overhead fluorescent lights flicker, on-and-off, on-and-off. The bars on my window rattle, the floorboards warp and the plaster threatens to crack. But the room is sturdy and the walls are stable. Soon, he has no alternative but to calm down.
"Grant me freedom," he pleads.
I smile.
"Ask again tomorrow."
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Post by pelwrath on Dec 1, 2021 1:26:29 GMT -6
Witches and Werewolf Chronicles-VI
Blood trickled down Kanys’s throat. Oh, sweet nectar, how I’ve missed you. He quickly slurped the rest up.
“Now for the piece de Resistance, the brains.”
His jaws clamped down Cheer’s skull, cracking it and he took a chuck of brains and swallowed it. The pain started in his brain, as he dropped to the ground. His body started to warp. He changed back to human but looked different.
“Your memories are cloudy. You were using drugs.”
He removed the watch, ring, and pendant. Then he looked at the wallet.
“Your name isn’t Cheer, it’s Arlis Conner, a nice-looking chap.”
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Post by ScintillaMyntan on Dec 3, 2021 19:37:05 GMT -6
Inhospitable ground
The being from the sky placed a hand on the Queen’s shoulder and pointed solemnly to the mountain with the hole in the top. The sky blackened; the fertile land warped. Liquid fire poured around their feet. While the Queen felt no heat, she’d never seen nature so awe-inspiring, so merciless. When the burning was gone, she felt herself rise on rapidly transforming stone.
Then the sky-being waved their hand. The place returned to its current hospitable state, deceptive.
The Queen bowed in thanks. The message was clear. She’d go declare to her people they were not to settle here.
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Post by Caulder Melhaire on Dec 6, 2021 17:40:45 GMT -6
Poll added!
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Post by Caulder Melhaire on Dec 12, 2021 16:32:03 GMT -6
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You add them to your profile as you do them around the forum.
