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Writing prompt 1/19

1/19/2016

 
Another day, another break from writing to peruse ye olde Twitter and WHAT DO I SEE? 
Another writing prompt. 
First lines based on this pleasant summertime image: 
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"Did you have fun?" The Wrath's voice was the sound of the chill between spaces, given life. 
Maelot stood straight, straighter, and breathed too deep to force his heart to slow. Blood dripped from his smashed nose and added a bubbling tone to his words. 
"Yes, I think so," he said. He swung his blades casually and they hummed in the too-warm air from the first. Frost fell from them in melting sheets; the Wrath was very cold. "She's a fast learner. You did very well, Belinda, did you have fun?" 
"I did!" Belinda said, her eyes rooted to a point over her father's shoulder. He turned in time to see Maelot's assistant fork one of the survivors into the burning carriage, and smiled at the glinting wonder in her expression. "Can I come back tomorrow?" 
"It's up to Maelot," the Wrath said. "Mae?" 
The human made a gesture for patience, then pull and set his nose. "Godshit," he muttered, and blew bloody snot rockets on the back of man beside him. He wouldn't mind. "Yes, that would be fine. Perhaps two thirty? We should be catching up with the Prolpap Liners by then, should be a fine fight." 
"Wonderful," the Wrath said. He glanced around the forest floor as if froze under his feet. "Bel, where are your shoes?" 
"I don't know," she said. 
The Wrath sighed. "This always happens." 
"I think they're by the cook fire," Maelot said. "Let's have a look. Would you like a cup of coffee? I think one of the traders had a pot going." 
"That would be lovely," the Wrath said. 







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Writing Prompt Response 1/18

1/18/2016

 
Silly little thing, a response to a writing prompt on twitter. Write the first few lines of a story based on this picture: 

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"I'm telling you," said Milford, turning to face Armand, "with ten of us, we can field nine with one alternate." 
"For Fellsake, Mil," Armand muttered. "Enough about the softball team, we can talk about it when we get back to the lodge." 
"I just thought since we were all here," Milford said uncertainly. 
"There's a time and a place," Armand said as the wraiths keened happily overhead. "And this ain't it." 



I am incapable of taking things seriously. 
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