In order to practice my writing, I want people to give me any of the following:
-- a word
-- a phrase
-- a song
that they want me to write a story about, and I will do so. Don't tell me anything about plot/characters/etc, because I'll ignore it and just use the words.
Thats pretty much it. I'm fine with explicit songs, by the way. And I do have a place to listen for free (legally, I swear!!) so don't worry about whether or not I'll know it.
With that said, let the words and phrases and such flow!
To Do:
Feathersun
Demonicwolf
ryer
Gimme a phrase, I'll write you a story!
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Gimme a phrase, I'll write you a story!
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Re: Gimme a phrase, I'll write you a story!
Forgiven, Within Temptation. It's quite famous, you'll have no problems finding it. But I love the lyrics
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Shortness is short. I really liked the idea, though it's kinda cliche. I dun like how this turned out though...
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It happens today, and I am not ready. I look at him, but then I must look away. So long I tried to hide him from his destiny, but today he no longer looks like my son. Today he wears the robes of my husband. I have to close my eye to keep from crying. Where did those years of his youth go? He is only 15, I want to scream, but it will change nothing.
I feel a single tear on my cheek and lift a single, gloved finger to it. I walk up to him and adjust the cloak around his shoulders. He only stares at me, and this makes me so much sadder. I turn, skirts shifting around my feet.
It is time.
I glide down the steps and stare straight ahead as I am led to my carriage. Everything is happening too fast, and suddenly I am lost. I hear the door close and feel the carriage moving beneath me. And suddenly I am weeping; my tears are flowing rapidly.
And then, suddenly, the carriage stops. Getting out, I look around, look at the stones sticking out of the ground. Once more, I cry. I do not even know when it happened, only that it did.
But I must cry no more. I must be strong for them both.
I watch him come out of his carriage, barely glancing at me. But I am now resigned to this fact, and while I am saddened, I will not cry. I swear this to myself as I join the procession of people marching to the spot where the ceremony will commence.
And then I watch, as they lower it into the ground. As the one I loved vanishes from my sight for the last time. I look over at him, and he looks emotionless, and suddenly I want to slap him. This is his father, yet he seems to not care at all.
He catches my eye and nods at me, the only sign I have that he still cares. And then he turns on his heel and walks away.
My son, forced to become the king all too soon.
I feel a single tear on my cheek and lift a single, gloved finger to it. I walk up to him and adjust the cloak around his shoulders. He only stares at me, and this makes me so much sadder. I turn, skirts shifting around my feet.
It is time.
I glide down the steps and stare straight ahead as I am led to my carriage. Everything is happening too fast, and suddenly I am lost. I hear the door close and feel the carriage moving beneath me. And suddenly I am weeping; my tears are flowing rapidly.
And then, suddenly, the carriage stops. Getting out, I look around, look at the stones sticking out of the ground. Once more, I cry. I do not even know when it happened, only that it did.
But I must cry no more. I must be strong for them both.
I watch him come out of his carriage, barely glancing at me. But I am now resigned to this fact, and while I am saddened, I will not cry. I swear this to myself as I join the procession of people marching to the spot where the ceremony will commence.
And then I watch, as they lower it into the ground. As the one I loved vanishes from my sight for the last time. I look over at him, and he looks emotionless, and suddenly I want to slap him. This is his father, yet he seems to not care at all.
He catches my eye and nods at me, the only sign I have that he still cares. And then he turns on his heel and walks away.
My son, forced to become the king all too soon.
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Re: Gimme a phrase, I'll write you a story!
Oh...I liked that story! I have one for you:
Little Bird, Sunshine
Little Bird, Sunshine
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Re: Gimme a phrase, I'll write you a story!
oooh! I like this! my phrase: "Fear is the shadow of many emotions."
Thats a quote from one of my charaters in a book I'm writing. So technically, I made it up! ;)
Thats a quote from one of my charaters in a book I'm writing. So technically, I made it up! ;)
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ehehe. Thanksies! I'll start that tomorrow, as it is 12:30 am, and thereby it is time for me to go stare at my ceiling. >.>
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Omg that was ! Can I reserve a spot? because I want to request another one but there are two people before me
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You may beat me up, but you're going to need to bleed to do it.
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Ehehe... It wasn't that good... And yeah, just tell me what you want me to write and I will, no problemo!ryer wrote:Omg that was ! Can I reserve a spot? because I want to request another one but there are two people before me
I really like this one! *watches ideas go by as if on a movie screen*DemonicWolf wrote:You may beat me up, but you're going to need to bleed to do it.