#4 random words

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4 Random Words

@lordkingsmith​ requested over discord the following words for a 4 random word game:

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Words: spiderweb, moon, hidden, apple

You know when you’re so caught up with the web of lies that you have woven that you forget what the truth even was in the first place?

This... may or may not have happened recently when I hid in an apple orchard. My mother caught me flirting with the moon and asked me what was going on, what I was doing. I lied so fluidly that I even believed myself for a time.

The truth, hidden behind a masked smile, haunted me. I tossed and turned all night. The lies that ensnared me became spiderwebs, entangling me in the dream. The spider, scrambling to turn me into a meal, whispered soothing words to try to get me to quit squirming.

But when I woke with a shriek, it was clear my mind was not soothed.

It was restless. It was fearful. It was haunted. It was... it was broken, just like me. But I still continued to whisper sweet nothings to the moon until the day it disappeared.

And then I was alone. Just me, myself and my haunted dreams.

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4 words game: starless, buried, secretly, garden

Thank you for sending one in, Jo!

Send me 4 random words to receive a short snippet incorporating said words.

Here we go...

Words: starless, buried, secretly, garden

Probaby the biggest mistake I ever made was the night when I got buried alive.

I was a new adult, only 20 years old, and I was taking walk along a quiet garden on a starless night. It was cold and I shivered the entire walk, but I knew that if I didn't make it to my destination, the secret that I promise to hold inside would come fumbling from my gaping mouth.

I shivered against the cold, rubbing my arms to try to warm up, when I bumped into a figure. Someone... large and strong. Slowly, I looked up to his eyes to find that it was my ex-boyfriend.

The very man I was trying to escape, the very man I was secretly still in love with and that I'd hoped to be long dead and gone before I ever saw again.

He gazed into my eyes, noticing the goosebumps on my arms and his brows immediately furrowed. Removing his jacket, he immediately draped it upon my shoulders but I just... couldn't accept it. I couldn't or else the secret would be simply impossible to keep.

However, he didn't seem to care. He draped the jacket over my shoulders and walked away.

But before he could leave, I snatched his hand and held it tight. I saw his entire body tense with emotion. I didn't even have to see his eyes to know they'd filled with tears.

See, I dumped him a couple weeks prior, claiming that I had no feelings for him, never had. That I had been stringing him along for the pleasure of my friends making fun of him in bed. I told him such terrible, awful things... but none of it was true. I just told him what I knew would push him away.

He quickly snatched his hand back from mine and rubbed it with the other as if I had injured him... perhaps I had. His pride, anyway.

I stared at the back of his neck, biting my lip. I struggled not to spill the beans but-

"I still love you." Clapping my hands to my mouth, I immediately regretted it.

But no sooner had the words come out than a large blue figure came out of the ground, appearing as if an apparition in the night. Tears filled my eyes.

"Please," I whispered. "Please don't do this. I can't be without him." The figure shook his head disapprovingly.

"You won't have to," he said, causing my ex to turn to face us finally. His eyes bugged from their sockets as he watched me get dragged away.

See, the secret was that I loved him. The figure that had appeared had told me if I didn't break up with him and never admit to loving him again, he would bury me alive.

And now here I am, taking my final breath. I know this was what caused my end, but... tell him.... tell him I lo-

A light. A glorious, bright light blinds me as the ground opens up from over my body. I see a familiar silhouette, shielding off part of the moon that blinds me. It's him. It's my lover.

He reaches a hand.

"Why didn't you tell me?" He murmurs, voice soft but disappointed in me. I can't help the tears springing to my eyes.

"I wanted to... I wanted to so bad but you saw what the result was." He frowns as he pulls me out of my hole and holds me close, his body wracking with tears.

"I love you too. Never break my heart like that again," he whispers against his own tears.

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congrats on the one year!!! your words: apple, born, rage, and pen!! - magic-is-something-we-create

Thank you, Paxxie!!! :D I’m so glad I decided to return. I can’t imagine the last year without the lot of you in it. <3 you guys make everything better. @magic-is-something-we-create

Words: apple, born, rage, pen

My parents just love to tell me the story of when I was born...

I feel like I should start out by saying I am not your average person. I am... different. More advanced. And it’s always been that way. I could hold my head up and turn on my back way before the other babies could.

That said, on the day I was born, I um... may have grabbed my father’s pen and stabbed the nurse in the eye with it. He, being the weird man he was, laughed but at the same time fussed about it. The nurse... didn’t find it so funny. She threw us out.

My father recalls that with such amusement. I don’t find it so funny. After all, what kind of baby stabs someone in the eye? Letalone with their father’s pen? I shudder to think what the world would be like if there were more of me.

When I feel rage coursing through my body, I suddenly flash back to that. I kid you not, I have actual memory of the day I was born. Then when I come back to reality, I find myself clutching a pen. I’m a menace. I’m dangerous.

The only thing that calms my rage inside is a nice, fresh apple pie. Mmm, I think I’m gonna go bake now.

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4 Random Words

So, as many of you know, I like to occasionally play this game where you guys send me 4 totally random words and I create a short snippet out of it.

Now, I know that not everyone is great at coming up with their own words but might want to play, so a while back, I created a random word generator that’ll randomly generate 4 words.

So!

If you wish to play but can’t come up with your own words use this generator until you find a combination you like. (:

If you CAN come up with your own words, you do not have to use the generator! Send me whatever words you come up with.

(: this is the four random words game!

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Anyone still up? I’m in the mood to do 4 random words.

For those that have only recently joined me on this blog, 4 random words is a prompt game I play with my followers where you guys send me 4 random words, any word you pick, and I create a short snippet that has those 4 words in the snippet.

Have fun, be creative! The more random, the more challenging and Hannah loves a good challenge! >:)

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irony humane gift mark

Thank you for your request!

Words: irony humane gift mark

Genre: apocalypse

I have never been lost to the irony of my entire existence. Screaming that life isn’t humane, then being the cause of humanity’s… near extinction. Yeah, I almost killed all of humanity.

I guess after saying something like that, you’re gonna wanna hear the story behind the remark, won’t you?

Well, be prepared because this story… it’s definitely gonna leave a mark on your brain.

So I was about 20 at the time, a young adult, just moved out of my parents house literally like a few weeks prior. I met this guy. He was… well, anyway. I started hanging around this guy. We became close. Like romantically.

And the day he gave me the gift was the day I realized my full potential. I could rule this world with him by my side. We started talking about it. We’d destroy anyone that got in our way. We would kill everybody that dared to defy us and try to make us out to be fools.

Well… as it turned out, humanity didn’t like to be treated like they were nothing, to be discarded so easily. They fought back… all of them, and without remorse, we started firing away.

We shot down so many people. It puts a grin on my face to think how close we got. But eventually, we were overpowered.

…

“And so here I am… apparently dead? Awaiting my judgment for the afterlife.” The girl I spoke to looked impressed by my story. She almost didn’t want to send me where I was going, but alas.

“Well, the good news is you’ll see your man again.” This put a smile on my face.

“The bad news… is you’re going to hell.” She heaved a sigh as she waved her hand toward me and a door opened from behind me.

“Go through the door and your afterlife awaits you. Thank you for the entertaining story.” I glanced at the girl like do you really expect me to just waltz through that door? A slow grin spread across her face.

“Fight me on this,” she challenged me. “Oh, please I dare you. I’ve been waiting for a fight for centuries.”

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wine (just especially for your username ;)), glass, fluke, tyke

hahaha omg I love it! xD thank you. And thank you for the prompt! You’re awesome. (: I hope you enjoy this little piece of writing.

Words: wine glass fluke tyke

Genre: family

I pinched the cheeks of the little tyke from next door. He stared up at me with his big, blue eyes, eyes refusing to blink. I smiled down at him, a hand on his shoulder.

“You’re a good kid,” I complimented, grabbing a glass of wine and holding it up to his mother, who grinned back at me.

“To a happy future!” She cheered. I definitely was more than happy to toast to that. I had honestly been a rough last couple of years for me, so any year of peace and joy was more than welcomed. We smiled at each other and clinked our glasses together before taking a sip of our wine, admittedly mine sizably bigger than hers.

After a moment, we set our glasses down and went to talking. She completely ignored her son as he stared up at her from my arms. He finally pulled away from me and started just… I kid you not… screaming at her.

“You say you love me, mother, but your love is a fluke! You love no one but yourself!” He screamed. I stared at him for a long minute, mouth slightly ajar from my surprise, but he only continued to stare at his mother.

“I will never love you. I wish to move out of your home.” Her mouth twitched in an amused smile.

“You are 34 years old, son. I was ready for you to move out years ago.”

Let’s just say that was not the response he was hoping for.

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Orange, light, dream, peace

Words: orange light dream peace

Genre: slice of life

Last night I was sitting in the middle of my room, light shimmering over my head. I went to my window and glanced out at the night, full of peace and sweet dreams. I couldn’t help but to daydream about how I envisioned my future. 

Then I heard a horn blow from outside. Weird thing is there are no boats around here but it sounded like the horn on a boat. The orange glow of the lights outside snapped me from my dream and I stared outside for a moment longer before my mother called me downstairs for dinner. I ran downstairs and mom put a plate in front of me. 

She told me to try it. Casually, I asked her what was in it, but she refused to tell me until I finished my plate. 

“Was that good, sweetie?” She asked, stroking my hair. 

“Yeah, delicious! What was it?” She smiled. 

“You know that asshole I told you about the other day?” My eyes widened slightly. 

“Uh… yes…?” She only grinned at me, didn’t say a word.

But her smile said all I needed to hear.