A Life Forever Changed
A Life Forever Changed (Chapter 1?) copyright comidacomida 2024 Sebastian had been traveling for two days and the weather had not been his friend. Finding cover under the boughs of large trees the during the rain storm the prior night had...
Writing Prompt #3: Writing Lessons From A Censor
Type: Prose Length: \< 500 words Description: You're walking in the woods. There's no one around and your phone is dead. Out of the corner of your eye you spot them: a big hulking werewolf. WRITING LESSONS FROM A CENSOR Nihil obstat....
Who's in the mirror?
The man sat in the office; the room illuminated by the full moon that peeked through the open curtains. He stared into space; his mind empty. He had long since forgotten what it meant to think for oneself, to have a will of one own. In a way, the man...
Mirror, Mirror?
This Week's Writing Challenge: Staring into the mirror, it wasn't a reflection that gazed back. It had been an incredibly long week that followed several other incredibly long weeks and Chera was more than ready to be done with it all. He had...
The Prison Yard Seer
The Prison Seer Sing Sing, 2006 Shallow breaths echoed in the cramp cell. The crow had been alone in the cell for a couple months now. All he could do to keep his focus was to shuffle the cards in his talons and listen to the...
The Truth
The Truth The small room was packed with a wild assortment of furs. It appeared people from all walks of life had turned up to hear what the speaker had to say. While they waited, many conversations happening all at the same time created a dull roar...
"If only the bus had taken longer"
"If only the bus had taken longer." By: Lazarus~ I feel the freezing bites of snow on my scales as frigid rain hammers my side. _'Just another flurry'_, I scoff, the weatherman could not have been more off. A walk to the bus stop, while normally a...
4. Waiting for the Bus
# Waiting, and a Friend You stand resting against the wall of your apartment complex, seeking the shade a few trees in front provide. It's the early afternoon and the heat of the sun threatens to cook you in your fur. Without even a breeze and that...
Momentary Regrets
"Guys, I got something to tell you." The loud laughing and boisterous conversation simmered to a silence. All the attention in the room focused on the lithe cheetah sitting in the lazy-boy tucked away in the corner. Casey felt the eyes of his three...
Grey
The dungeons of Cynon were dark and dank as any other, lit only by torches along the hall. Dust blanketed the stone floor, rats scurried about, and various insects clung in dark corners away from harm. A hooded figure glided silently down the entrance...
Playing Herbalist - Writing Prompt
Playing Herbalist The oaken door shuddered and relented, opening wide for a yellow and white dappled horse. Brutus carried a large potted fern through the door, grunting as his purple robe dragged across the floor and snagged on the floor. The...
Awakening
Awakening copyright comidacomida 2019 Daisy slowly opened her eyes. The sun was already streaming through her curtains, calling out to her with the promise of a new day. Summer vacation was always a wonderful time for the young Collie and she was...