Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don't see any.
- Orson Scott Card




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Everybody walks past a thousand story ideas every day. The good writers are the ones who see five or six of them. Most people don't see any.
- Orson Scott Card
Sweet madam Moon,
I am your Fool.
Your cloud-cloth veil cannot hide your face,
your stratuswool gown cannot obscure your radiance.
They only give you an aura, a halo.
transforming luminance to holiness.
I am drab and gray to compare:
fleece on my back and grass beneath,
No light nor luminosity even laid bare.
I am unworthy to even meet your eyes.
Yet, when our gazes meet:
I cannot look away, but you choose not to.
Writing snippet - Hecc dude, we've been double crossed... again
Challenger 27 - 4/5/2023
“This doesn’t make sense. Why would he risk a video call?” Travis asked. “Even to try it out for a friend. Something is very wrong here.”
Agreement. He must be planning something, and didn’t want you reading his mind.
“That could be it,” Travis said, running a hand through his hair to make the beads in it click together. “I have a bad feeling that the plan is going to screw us over somehow. He wanted to see us specifically. Like he was gloating.”
We need to get out of here.
Travis nodded and made his way to the cockpit, pressing a button to unteather the hovercraft. They didn’t really need it if it was a choice between it and whatever backhanded thing Harry had planned for them.
Travis got the engines going again, ready to take off, when a light flashed on the radio. Asphodel turned the radio on and, blasting on all frequencies came Harry’s voice.
“Well, well, well, Travis and Asphodel. You’ve hidden quite well under Flo’s wings all these years, but there is a lot of money to be made when you have just the right information, for just the right buyer.”
Asphodel looked up out the window, and the tell tale ripples of color and light in the air, something only she could see, marking invisible ships approaching from all sides.
“TRAVIS! FLY!” she shrieked as the Holo ships became visible, and open fired on the Marauder.
Challenger 27: @my-cursed-prince
The line about 'Risking a video call' alludes to some lore in this story that I cannot wait to unpack. I might make a post about that bit specifically because I find it fascinating.
in a world where you see the reflection of your soulmate instead of your own in the mirror, Person A fated one is a classic vampire...
Banksy, “Keep It Real,” 2003,
Spray paint and Emulsion on canvas 12 x 12 in. (30.5 x 30.5 cm.)
Courtesy: Christie’s
Prompt #11944
“An arcade inside an alien spaceship?”
Afterlife
I’ve created so many versions of myself
I don’t even know who I am anymore
I’ve smiled and pretended for so long
I’m not sure I still have a heart
But you could break it, if you wanna
You could have it, if I let it
There’s so much these lonely nights have taught me
When I shut my ears and lost my faith
My soul wanders for answers
But the only question I see is your face
I count my sins, so many no confession could ever erase
But darling, if heaven is somewhere with you
I’ll pray
I’m glad I don’t have my father’s eyes
For you might see through them
No afterlife, I don’t believe in fate
But, if I ever wander this world again
I hope my soul remembers your name