Prompts

War

• Steel met steel. The sound of clashing sounded distant as he heard his blood roaring in his ears.

Time Flies

•  …Except when it doesn’t. A lithe form weaved through the still and quiet crowd, taking great care not to touch anything or anyone.

The Piano Room

•  Soft music played in the background as blood painted the walls red.

The Top

•  Grey eyes stared as the gates opened, the room becoming dark as the night enveloped them, and at the same time, becoming bright as the stars lit up the sky.

Hypnos & Thanatos

•  He shared many nights with merciful Sleep. Now he stared at its brother, unforgiving Death, teeth bared like a savage from the mountains.

The Lake

•  A swear broke the silence of the night as hands came out of the water, grabbing the sides of their boat.

Coin of Charon

•  He listened as they prattled about how the tomb held a box. A box that held precious items. Normally, he paid no mind to such insane claims, but his ears perked when he heard that the box held Coins of Charon.

Butterflies in the Sky

•  Under his careful tutelage, they blossomed into beautiful butterflies. Dark, beautiful butterflies.

The Willow Tree

•  It witnessed many struggles and many joyful moments. Leaves would fall to the ground when couples kissed under it, creating a curtain to give them privacy, and it fell when tears escaped the eyes of those who sought refuge, crying with them.

A Broken Wing

•  A burst of white and gold broke through the dark night sky. Seconds later, a figure stepped out of the lake, leaving behind a trail of mist behind them. Different emotions – ranging from rage to relief – showed on their face. A lone and singed wing could be seen behind the figure as they trudged through the tall grass.

Dance

•  They were the perfect match. His sombre notes matching her livelier tune. Her calculated steps matching his more flexible routine. Each time he fell, she brought him up. Each time she stumbled, he caught her.

Irrelevance

•  Three times, she murmured. Three times, he called her irrelevant. She was starting to think he might be right.

The Art of War

•   Inhale. Pivot, shoot. Exhale. Step, slash. Inhale. Duck, stab. Exhale. Step, shoot. And repeat. Her body moved with fluid grace that made it seem like she was dancing to an unheard tune.

Home

•  The sound of flapping wings and excited shrieks woke him up. It did not take long for him to realise what today meant, what the noises meant. Their Lair leaders were home.

Metal Coins

•  No matter where she went, she would always find a metal coin tucked somewhere near her.

New

•  A scream tore through the silence. Glass shattered as hands flew to weapons, immediately alert.

Valley of Death

•  Red eyes glinted in the shadows, alerting them that they were being watched.

Mentor

•  It all started with a meltdown. “Get up,” He said, “You’ve fallen, now get up.”

Family

•  It was a bond forged through the internet, a dark and seedy place.

Trio

•  It was hard to put a name to their group, but it did not matter. What mattered was the fact that they had each other’s back.

White

•  A shiver ran down his spine as he met a girl’s gaze. The lazy, upward quirk of the corner of her lips caught his attention. Warning bells rang in the back of his mind as he tore his gaze away, running a hand through his dyed hair.

Frost

•  It was only thanks to the blizzard that no one saw the ice forming as she took tentative steps.

Slave

•  He was a slave to her sweet smiles and her gentle touch.

Zweihänder

•  The familiar grip of his long sword in his hands made everything seem slower around him.

Body and Soul

•  The body was, after all, the prison of the soul.

Treaty

•  Imagine his surprise when letters between his father and the former king of the south were uncovered.

Wedding Dress

• It was interesting how different their cultures were, he thought as he heard gasps from the audience as his bride walked down the aisle. At least she hadn’t gone through with her threat to come naked like some of their more traditional ceremonies.

Unrequited Love

• It didn’t take a genius to realise that Her Majesty was madly in love with His Majesty. The gaze set on the pretty blonde soon slid to the king who was obviously preoccupied by the brunette in front of him. The silent observer’s heart broke for the queen.

Court Rooms

• North and South politics always did seem to contrast each other. Where North was filled politicians who would use blackmail on each other, Southern politicians seemed to have made oaths that whatever happens outside of the court, stays out.

Storms and Arguments

•  North was dry and hot; South was cold and rainy. It didn’t mean that Southerners didn’t get sick from the rain, though.

Brotherly Advice

•  The crown on his head definitely did not mean he didn’t need nor appreciate advice from other people. Especially advice from the brother of his wife.

Foreign Dignitaries

• The sudden urge to pummel someone to the ground has never been so great before as a curious pair of eyes followed the queen dancing with one of the foreign dignitaries that came for the ball.

Mortal

•  We all get a chance at a normal life until something – or someone – fucks it all up.

Change

•  The one constant in our lives is change. Some are just bigger changes than others.

First Hunt

•  Having fresh and warm blood flow through your mouth differed greatly from sipping cold blood from a bag.

First Moon

•  Screams and groans accompanied the rustling of leaves and tearing of clothes as the moon rose.

Diplomacy

•  It was always the first council meeting after the full moon where the new Children of the Night and of the Moon are introduced to their new world.

Pups

•  The new Children always looked after the little ones for a few days, to determine their place in the pack.

Sun Mission

•  Occasionally, a warlock would need assistance and they would enlist the help of a Childe of the Night in exchange for a precious magical tattoo that would allow them to walk under the sun.

First Sun

•  After being in the embrace of the night for a very long time, it takes some time for the Children of the Night to get used to the sun again.

Mate

•  More often than not, it takes a few decades, centuries – sometimes even lifetimes – before one finds their mate. When they do, the world around simply stops existing

Silence

•  Although it was busy around him, he couldn’t hear a single thing.

Three Kings

• They were told to follow the northern star and they would find the messiah in a few days. Days melted into weeks, weeks turned into months, months became years, and yet they could not find their messiah.

Ker

•  There were a series of violent death in the area. They suspected it was homicide, but it was too clean.

Charon

•  He had long forgotten how many souls have crossed the river by his boat.

Ares

•  He could feel his blood roaring in his ears as his people waged yet another war. A slow, satisfied smile appeared on his face as he gazed down. It seemed that he had another victory on his belt.

Conjure and Manipulate

•  Just because you conjured the weapon does not mean you can control or master it.

Glasses

•  Everything seemed suddenly clearer.

Rainbow

•  It was a symbol of his promise to not let it happen again.

Autumn

•  Leaves falling, birds flying south. The autumn breeze made its way.

Waiting Time

•  Hours. Days. He waited patiently. Not once did he complain that she was taking too long.

Seasons

• The farewells between the season sprites have always been bitter.

Bus

•  The perfect place to find inspiration was the bus.

Family Rings

•  Each family had their own unique ring that all of the members wore. To receive a member’s family ring was the highest honor one can get.

710

•  Destruction everywhere. Nations divided. Millions of lives lost. All because of this crude, thick and black liquid.

Fog

•  The town woke up one day, covered by thick fog.

Sol

•  The sun shone brighter than usual that day. That should have been a dead giveaway.

Luna

•  The lady always preferred to bathe in the lake under the light of the moon.

Aurora

•  The beautiful dancing lights always brought a smile to her face. He would sacrifice anything just so he would see the same smile on her face again.

Rhythm

•  They always danced around each other as if there was music playing in the background that only they could hear.

Sandstorm

•  Strong gusts of wind, bringing grains of sand, hurt their eyes. They were forced to cover their eyes.

Mushroom

•  Light glinted off the shiny cap of the mushroom in a menacing way – and yet it captured the attention of those who walked past it.

Bottle

•  Feelings were never supposed to be locked in a bottle.

Sunrise

•  The sky bled as the sun rose, colouring the night sky.

Rose

•  LoreGriffon. The rose necklace on her person was the only clue to her identity. Too bad she was in a coma.

The Awakening

•  ‘Rose’ finally wakes up. What mysteries could she possibly have?

The Island

•  Looking at the vast island, he could only think, ‘This is ours now.’ The only question he had in mind was why they would sell it for 10 dollars.

Kitchen

•  You need to stop leaving dead bodies in my kitchen, sweetheart.

Generation One

•  Vicious, bloodthirsty and lack of morals best described them.

Blue Blood

•  He wondered if the blood running in her veins were as blue as they claimed.

Paper Cut

•  Sweat dripped from his brow as the woman in front of him cackled, holding a thin sheet of paper centimetres from his eye.

Guest Speaker

•  He seldom remembered what he said whenever he stood in front of an audience.

Saccharine

•  Her smiles were so sweet, too sweet sometimes that he wondered if she ever gets cavities from them.

Deadline

•  Deadlines made him feel alive. His blood roared as he raced against time.

Procrastination

•  She made procrastination an art.  

Painting

•  He foolishly went and fell in love with the oil painting that adorned the wall in front of the attic door.

His Holy Highness

•  What is a god to a non-believer?

Clouds

•  Legends said that clouds were imprints of wings of angels.

Frozen Morning

•  Light glinted off the frozen dew on the grass.

Inheritance

•  The package arrived at his doorstep early Monday morning, effectively ruining the rest of his week.

The Lonesome Traveller

•  In search of a lost identity, he descends into yet another dimension he didn’t belong to.

Dimensions Infinite

•  Watching dimensions rise and fall was beginning to tire him.

Mist

•  It was said that when one crosses the mist, you end up in another world with no way of returning home.

Locked

•  Her hand reached for the doorknob, stopping when her fingers brushed against it. Would it be locked as usual or would today be different?

Land of Giants

•  Two pixies find themselves in a new world – inhabited by giants. In their attempt to get home, they meet a few giants that fit into cliché stereotypes that most books have.

Apple

•  The lone apple on the table glistened in the sunlight, as if enticing whoever was looking at it to bite into its seemingly juicy flesh.

First

•  Thank you for being the first to have faith in me.

Love At First Sight

•  Eros visited her that day and left her bleeding all over the floor.

Skulls and Candies

•  It had to be a huge joke. There was no way he had actually stolen a skull, cut the top open and filled it to the brim with candy. It was just a prop. It had to be.

Stars

•  The angels used stars for her eyes and sprinkled stardust all over her hair.

Twenty-Seven Days

•  She kept her promise. He kept his. Too bad, they didn’t actually voice it out.

Victory

•  Her cheeks reddened as his lips grazed her knuckles. “Graceful victory indeed.”

Eros

•  How he enjoyed causing pain for those who loved another but can’t ever have them.

Aphrodite

•  A tragic love story always made her weep and swoon at the same time.

Darkness

•  It wasn’t the darkness that she feared. Rather it was how much she would like it should she decide to step into it.

Ageless

•  His ageless face was a comfort in the new and busy world.

Stapler

•  He thrashed against his biding, the ropes digging into his skin, as the woman approached him with a stapler in hand.

Wine

•  She was like fine wine, and he was an alcoholic.

Bride

•  He wished he saw his bride as the most beautiful woman in the room, but instead his gaze fell on her maid of honor.

Å

•  Å vite. Å forstå. Å elske. Å si.

Oath

•  The runic arrangement on the floor around them glowed as she pledged her life to him.

Photos

•  He filled the wall with his memories of her.

Kibitzer

•  When will you ever stop observing and start participating?

Ninja Nuggets

•  Ninja trainee trying to be the new premier ninja of the Hidden Village of Manok.

Compatibility

•  From Perdition’s Fire. I find your magic to be a blade of beauty. Have you need of a shield?

Twins

• Oh how he wished he could protect her from the outside world.

Wolf

• Never did she think that the visiting pack would change her life.

Alpha’s Home

• She never belonged in her pack anyway, not once thinking of it as her home.

Platinum

• His hair stood out in the sea of people, calling to her like a beacon.

Scent

• A flowery scent wafted towards him, nose wrinkling as he tilted his head towards the direction the scent came from.

White Flowers

• Her mouth dropped as she opened her eyes, welcoming the sight of a huge field filled with white flowers. Her eyes dropped to the man kneeling in front of her, his eyes filled with love and devotion as he stared up at her.

Copper

• She had dyed her hair several colours; from blinding champagne blonde to multi-shaded brown to outrageous purple, but her natural red would always be his weakness.

Distraction

• Her greatest skill was distraction; too bad no one told him he would get involved in one of her ploys to distract

Project X

• They offered protection and rehabilitation to those who needed it and knew of their existence. Who do they turn to if they needed protection and rehabilitation?

Portrait

• Among his prized possessions, portraits and paintings of his mate took the top spot.

Dear Stranger

• Dear Stranger Co. endeavours to create a momentary connection between two strangers by accepting anonymous letters and forwarding them to various post offices who simply drop off the letters at random.

Queen of the Night

• Whether they accept it or not, her face would always be imprinted in their minds, reminding them of the mercy she showed them.

Toxic

• Venom filled her gaze, but her lips twisted into the most captivating smile while spouting the sweetest lies.  

Two Halves of a Whole

• They are not separate. They’re just two different parts of the same whole.

Raindrops

• My struggles are but raindrops to his storms.