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Art Prompt #11

A nice fall path for your characters to walk down.

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Writemas 2025 Day 1

Chosen Prompt: A crumbling clocktower(Setting), given by @agirlandherquill

Tijuana wrapped a blanket tighter around herself and lifted her face to the sun, eyes closed. Her graying hair flowed in the breeze. She lifted a mug of hot cocoa to her nose, just to take a sniff.

It was a nice day, given it was a day in December, in Washington(the state), and a day right after a lot of snow. Tijuana sat on a picnic blanket, surrounded by fragrant evergreens and The Pillar. Wrapped around her shoulders was another blanket, already lightly wet and dusted with pine needles.

Tijuana's picnic blanket had an empty space, though, a space for Roy. He was the one who insisted on bringing her out here her first December in the area. He promised a delicious mug of hot chocolate, a beautiful view, and a peaceful afternoon. "Up by The Pillar," he said. "A place where your world can just. Stop. Where you can leave life behind for a moment."

She looked out toward the horizon. The place was on a tall hill that watched over the city below. Not quite a mountain, she was told. Those were farther east, and even higher. But the hill was still impressively tall.

She turned her head to look up at The Pillar. It was a clocktower, placed partway up the hill to help show the whole town the time back when the city was a simple town. Its bells used to ring out beautiful melodies for all to hear. Sadly, it became old and too expensive and difficult for the owners to take care of.

So it sat there for years, slowly aging, slowly crumbling. It became known as The Pillar of Time, or just the Pillar, as it wasn't used for anything else. The hands had rusted in place decades ago. The gears wouldn't turn. The bells had long lost their clappers. It was just a place where time stood still, or at least slowed, for any visitors who came to see the view, to step away from responsibility, or to just be alone.

It was also the place of her first date with Roy, on one of the place's busiest days of the year. The city would sell hot chocolate and Christmas treats and sing carols under The Pillar of Time every year. Tijuana and Roy decided to stroll around the festival, sipping cocoa and eating cookies. Tijuana laughed at how particular Roy was with his drink. "Two marshmallows, please. Always two. No more, no less. That's the perfect amount." She'd never lived in such a cold place before. She'd never tried any cocoa before. So she tried some with two marshmallows. And burned her tongue.

Next, Roy showed her the inside of the tower. Back then, they were still allowed to walk around inside. She gazed at all the gears and mechanisms with awe. She rang the bells with glee. She loved being there.

Tijuana brushed a few silver strands behind her ear. She sighed, almost content. Then, she saw something new. Something exciting.

A truck was winding its way up the hill. She watched it pull off the road and into the parking lot. She smiled as a man got out and waved him over.

"Sorry for being late," he said. "Got more hot chocolate here, though."

She laughed. "Come on, sit down. There are marshmallows waiting."

He sat. "Dad would love seeing this."

She looked up at Roy's truck, smiling. "Yeah, he would. Two marshmallows?"

A second man had gotten out of the truck and was walking over. He wore sunglasses and held the end of a cane, but he seemed to know right where he was going. Roy made his way over to his son and wife and slowly sat on the picnic blanket. "No more, no less. That's the perfect amount," he said.

"And this is the perfect place."

They sat together to enjoy the sun's warmth and to let time leave them behind.

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Writing Prompt #2294

The skies were never blue anymore, and the wind always carried a biting chill.

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Simple Setting Prompt

The Tower At The Edge Of The World

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Places to go with friends

1. Brunch

2. Hair/beauty store

3. Food festival

4. Target run/Mall

5. Fitness class

6. Seasonal attraction like apple picking or ice skating

7. Bar crawl

8. Hiking trail

9. Just for a drive

10. Cafe you found on the internet

11. Library/bookstore

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writing prompt ig

a deity in a mortal vessel wakes up, feeling tired and in slight pain

laying in bed, half asleep, feeling clingy, and with their love nowhere in sight, they reach out without thinking and accidentally turn everything in a two hundred thousand mile radius around them into dust

realising their mistake they try to undo it but everything comes back slightly wrong

unfortunately, this isn't the first time this has happened, and each time everything is getting ever so slightly worse

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Setting Prompt

A cave in the clouds, dotted with cotton quartz and sky bats.

- Mod Kat @hacked_prompts on Instagram

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I am absolutely enormously stoned right now, so I'm writing this concept as both a reminder to myself tomorrow morning and an offering to any other creative people:

The Iliad but as a western.