Archive | July 24, 2014

Was That There…?

Jul24

I asked for something fun to write here; this is to the 4th prompt, from KissofJudas (“Was that door originally there?”)

The team had been lost for days.

They didn’t get lost. They’d been hired not to get lost; they’d been hand-picked not to get lost. They’d all specialized, in their own way, in not getting lost.

And they’d gotten more lost than they’d ever been before.

It was this place, this labyrinthine old stone stack, like Lovecraft’s hotel meets an archaeologist’s nightmare.

Alexa’s hand brushed a doorknob, and it tingled. She stared at it.

They’d been over this stretch of hallway three times already – at least she thought they had. “Was this door originally here?”

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The Present

Jul24

I asked for something fun to write here; this is to the 3rd prompt, from DaHob (She opens the man-sized box)

Zina walked around the thing three times before she starting cutting tape. It was the size of a coffin, not a typical birthday present at all, and labelled all over with caution and fragile stickers.

It was also the only present the northern baroness had gotten for this birthday.

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Give-me-something-fun-to-write Storylet 2: Kelkyag

Jul24

I asked for something fun to write here; this is to the 2nd prompt, from Kelkyag (Gremlins!)

The car stopped. Again. Geoff checked the trunk, under the seats, the glovebox, and the little side-cup holders, again. Someone had hexed him, it had to be. But where was the mark?

Under the hood, the gremlin giggled.

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Give-me-something-fun-to-write Storylet 1: @rix_Scaedu

Jul24

I asked for something fun to write here; this is to the first prompt, from Rix (When the family found out how great-grandma & great-granddad _really_ got together.)

“…and then I killed the beast.” Great-grandma leaned back in her chair, grinning. “And since I’d killed it, I got its prize.” Her hand landed comfortably on Great-grandpa’s neck.

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Escape from Rochester – Camp Nano Day Twenty-Three

Jul24

First Line of yesterday:

“Um… guys?” Lewis’ voice from the back of the party wagon cut off whatever DK’s next argument would be. “Guys, I think we have a problem.”

Last Line of yesterday:

“Kill him. Kill him now. Kill him with fire and with silver, with cold iron and hot coals”

“Um…”

Current Word Count:
31891

Words Yesterday:
972

Par:
31780

Death Count:
9+

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