#writinf prompt

[totallynottherealalliprince]

If you got into a fist fight with your main character... would you win?

[flywolfwriting]

Once there was a Dragon at the top of a tower

 

Whose mighty wings and thick scales made all who saw him cower.

 

For many years he sat alone,

 

Guarding his tall tower of cold hard stone.

 

Though many passed by, none dared approach

 

For fear of raising his ire and feeling his reproach.

 

Then one eve from far away

 

Came a brave knight to save the day.

 

He said to the people living near

 

“I’ll take care of that dragon; you have nothing to fear,”

 

And on the morn the mighty man rode

 

Fast toward the dragon’s frightening abode.

 

As he reached the base the Dragon peered down;

 

He only stared as the knight looked up with a frown.

 

“Do you need help getting down from there?”

 

The knight asked with a concerned air.

 

The dragon, though he should fly with ease,

 

Looked down and simply said “Please?”

[totallynottherealalliprince]

Dialogue prompt

"There are many different people on this planet. All with different struggles, different fears, different paths to walk... however, when we get down to the core of it, there are two things that every single human being on this planet struggles with."

"What's that?"

"Admitting when we're wrong, and Admitting when we're broken."

[totallynottherealalliprince]

Dialogue prompt

"When life gives you lemons, make lemonade!" "... but what if life gives you a kumquat?"

[justanotherconfusedman]

You know what we need more in books? Character that just, get along so well and love each other so much. Like they'll do something dumb and they'll just go, "Hey! No doing dumb things on your own! We do that together" and then they proceed to he idiots together. And they'll get each other things for the others personal intrests even if they don't share them, and just. Ejebsisnsjdb. More characters need to love each other as people!

[flywolfwriting]

Once there was a Dragon at the top of a tower

 

Whose mighty wings and thick scales made all who saw him cower.

 

For many years he sat alone,

 

Guarding his tall tower of cold hard stone.

 

Though many passed by, none dared approach

 

For fear of raising his ire and feeling his reproach.

 

Then one eve from far away

 

Came a brave knight to save the day.

 

He said to the people living near

 

“I’ll take care of that dragon; you have nothing to fear,”

 

And on the morn the mighty man rode

 

Fast toward the dragon’s frightening abode.

 

As he reached the base the Dragon peered down;

 

He only stared as the knight looked up with a frown.

 

“Do you need help getting down from there?”

 

The knight asked with a concerned air.

 

The dragon, though he should fly with ease,

 

Looked down and simply said “Please?”

[el-oh-her]

006

They conjured up the Pavillion. Wisps of a spectral orchestra descended and floated in fog clouds.

This is where we die.