Beta's Nest
I did that thing where i overthought what to do next, to the point where it wouldn't have worked in the prose style i'd chosen. enjoy.) welcome.
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Arya
#8 of fluffybutt prose poems btw these aren't necessarily canon to these furs' backstories. i just went nuts with my artistic license. look, a blustery streak of steam in the sky; it is the flight of arya, soaring from one cloud factory to the next.
Writing Prompt #2.1: De novis modis existentiae
Type: prose length: ~300 words description: write or describe a prophetic text foretelling either: the theoclastic regenesis of the sun-in-shadow, or the unshackling of the buried lithophage. assume these events will happen.
Don't You Know Who I Am? - Part Eight
An artist's retreat on station k-591, where prose, poetry, music, sculpture, drawing, even cookery are taught by members of a culture who believe that creativity is the tangible expression of soul. i even considered sending you to hylon.
Writing Prompt #2.2: Ouranomachy
Type: prose length: ~300 words description: write or describe a prophetic text foretelling either: the theoclastic regenesis of the sun-in-shadow, or the unshackling of the buried lithophage. assume these events will happen.
Fluffybutt Prose Poems: Meds
#6 of fluffybutt prose poems our local telegram admin. look in any bottle of your medical inventory. do you see a rolaid or an aspiring staring back?
Life is Heavy
More poetry, and prose i don't know who i am anymore said the sweaty bird who could not fly straight for three days straight and went home with a tummy ache.
Cignus's Starts a new life
.** **feeling refreshed and in the proses of getting up he sees the furry back end of the roo, trying to block out the image he leaves the stall as calm as he can and goes to the sink to wash his hands, as the roo leaves hir he looks at her "am i seeing things
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tamzin
#14 of fluffybutt prose poems ice-themed furry she bursts from a pillar of ice, the slopes and curves of her turning form mesmerizing those who catch sight of her.
Post-op images
That poetry can accomplish what prose cannot in its economy of motion is attractive to me, here in recovery - so tired, so tired, so tired - so maybe i can hope to express the dire import of these visions dancing behind closed lids, or at least remind myself
Fluffybutt Prose Poem: Tata Rotta
#17 of fluffybutt prose poems this one doesn't make much sense. it's the 2nd draft of the previous one. he wanted something "happier," and i have yet to get back to him on it. like... what would holy water be doing in hell?
Writing Prompt #1: La bibliotheque fantasmatique
Type: prose length: ~400 words description: describe a library. it can be any kind of library you want, but it should have 'a surprising element' to it, and should make all of us want to read more.