Post by Fuzzymask on Jan 7, 2019 23:19:20 GMT -5
Hello! This is just a place I may dump some stuff I wrote. Some of my writing is just ideas I had and had to write down. I may put some poems on here. Also I do have some morbid stuff on here but they are marked with a spoiler thing!
if you are in need of a prompt just ask!
Christmas lights-
(A prompt my sister gave me)
The house looked on fire, strings and strings of multi colored lights hung from the houses roof, siding, and windows. Strings of garland wrapped themselves up and down the railings to the porch like some sort of festive snake. Fake snowmen and deer scattered across the front lawn with one large santa in the middle. It was a Christmas wonderland, the only thing it needed was some happy Christmas song playing in the background and the whole scene would be set. The owner of the rather festive house stood back and admired his work. "I bet you could see this house from space." He murmured under his breath as he packed up his left over lights and decorations.
They Danced-
(a morbid short story)
The field-
A large field stretched as far as the eye could see, the tall green grass swayed in the soft breeze that tumbled through the land. Heavy gray clouds hung in the sky threatening rain. But the wild life didn't seem to take notice. The bumble bees buzzed about the deer silently grazed on patches of clovers. But one thing did seem out of place. A cat. A small simple mostly white tom cat with a orange dot on his head and a heart shaped one on his chest. The tom cat sat on a old burnt out stump. That had once been a towering maple tree but now it was just a mere stump. The tom cat watched the wild life quietly.
if you are in need of a prompt just ask!
Christmas lights-
(A prompt my sister gave me)
The house looked on fire, strings and strings of multi colored lights hung from the houses roof, siding, and windows. Strings of garland wrapped themselves up and down the railings to the porch like some sort of festive snake. Fake snowmen and deer scattered across the front lawn with one large santa in the middle. It was a Christmas wonderland, the only thing it needed was some happy Christmas song playing in the background and the whole scene would be set. The owner of the rather festive house stood back and admired his work. "I bet you could see this house from space." He murmured under his breath as he packed up his left over lights and decorations.
They Danced-
(a morbid short story)
He knew he was dreaming. Oh but he would have had wished his life away if he was awake at this moment. But here he stood in the middle of this...this morbid dance. He shook where he stood. The dry grass under his paws crinkling with every shake of his small frame. The cat stood in a never ending field of dry dead grass, oh but he wasn't alone. Millions of rotting undead animals danced around him, their screaming was deafening. Their movements where jerky and harsh. Polaris took a step back as a undead deer stumbled by him its once brown coat now just tattered flesh and exposed bone. It's wild glassy eyes focusing on the small gray and white tom cat. The deer was so close Polaris could see his own reflection in its glassy eyes. Suddenly the deer bellowed a blood curdling scream that shook Polaris to his bones and made him wish he was dead himself. The deer then stumbled and fell, its rotting corpse hitting the ground with a loud thud and with that the other undead animals stopped their morbid waltz and turned their wild eyes to Polaris.
Polaris jolted awake, a yowl escaping his muzzle.
Polaris jolted awake, a yowl escaping his muzzle.
The field-
A large field stretched as far as the eye could see, the tall green grass swayed in the soft breeze that tumbled through the land. Heavy gray clouds hung in the sky threatening rain. But the wild life didn't seem to take notice. The bumble bees buzzed about the deer silently grazed on patches of clovers. But one thing did seem out of place. A cat. A small simple mostly white tom cat with a orange dot on his head and a heart shaped one on his chest. The tom cat sat on a old burnt out stump. That had once been a towering maple tree but now it was just a mere stump. The tom cat watched the wild life quietly.
