Category Archives: 1 – Unquiet Bones

Original fiction – fantasy, science fiction, horror

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. I waited for three hours, which was probably two and a half hours too long, but it takes a long time for hope to die.

2. The cloth feels like air on his skin, featherlight and richly indulgent in a way he hasn’t felt for years.

3. “I hate to ask, but did it ever occur to you to tell them no? No, you can’t use the neighbor’s kid as a human sacrifice. No, you can’t make a pact with a demon? Because honestly, it should have.”

4. Shadows are static things in a world where the sun never moves.

5. The last time I was here the forest was on fire.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. All children under the age of eight are simply known as ‘Child.’ Names could only be used once and were too precious to waste.

2. “Mortals are rarely clever,” said the dragon as he let her go. “So it seems I should encourage the behavior.”

3. Puppy season in the kennels is a constant torrent of noise. The sign language that had been mildly useful before is critical now.

4. “I do know you,” he said unruffled. “You pay your taxes early and drive the speed limit and carefully follow all the lines you’ve ever been told to walk. Now I’m asking you to break them.”

5. Magic bound by ‘Harms None‘ is actually more limited that people think.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. Magic burns like hot peppers, sometimes pleasant, sometimes not.

2. “I worry about you,” she said, tucking away a strand of hair from his face, “You’re too newly hatched to face this test.”
“I am from a line of Kings,” he objected. “I’ve been bred for this, it’s what I was meant to be.”
“I hope so.”
“I know so.”

3. Two shadows trot along the ridge of darkness. Only a breath brighter than their surrounds, they’re ghostly echoes of what the dark used to be.

4. The world is full of noise, hundreds of things constantly demanding her attention… So one day she turned it all off.

5. “I think you’ve missed the point. This isn’t about the end of the world, it never was. This has always been just about you and me.”

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. The walls around the city are barely three feet tall; nothing on this planet ever learned to jump or climb.

2. Going partially deaf is more terrifying than he’d prepared for. His brain is all too willing to fill in the emptiness with what it expects to hear, and his mind teases voices from the static.

3. Running from your past is easy, it’s your future that’s harder to escape.

4. When they said ninety percent of the writing on the internet was crap, they were being optimistic. But somewhere in the archives was the data he needed, so if it took him weeks or months to hone the search algorithms it was still worth the dig.

5. She has twelve souls under her watch, to guide and guard from the gates of Hell. So every full moon when they lose themselves, she does the killing for them.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts

1. I’d like to say I never forgot her, but years passed and my Now slowly crowded out our Then.

2. There are no true binary choices in life, every situation has an ‘Or’ if you know how to look.

3. Keeping up isn’t as hard as catching up, but there’s always someone else ahead of her and she can’t stand the feeling of being in someone else’s shadow.

4. I never wanted to be the eldest, but fate has left me so. When I was younger I used to pray to every falling star to make me a bastard, now I just hope to die before I’m forced to wear the crown.

5. Books and movies are an escape, but both of them end… until one day she discovered they didn’t have to.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts

1. The world is silent and still, dead without even the smallest hint of life.

2. Cars are too easy to see, even off-road, so they break out on foot, doing their best to seek cover from the drones.

3. They cover the plane in orange and green goop to deice it, sprayed from hoses held by operators too wrapped up in staying warm to notice the kids’ joy.

4. It looks much warmer than it is; a gloriously blue sky with no clouds and bright sunshine– bouncing off ice at least an inch thick and more snow that I hope to see again in my lifetime.

5. My mother left us when I was two. Or we left her, my father’s always been vague about who did the actual moving, but he’s always been clear about the fact she had enough of my abilities. She wrote me a letter before she left, explaining everything including why she didn’t want me trying to find her.