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Saturday Story Prompts are a weekly collection of five short snippits of story that my Muses never went further with. Hopefully they’ll spark a story for someone else!

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. “We hate to call them expendable,” he looked down at the dog fondly, “but realistically– we’re all expendable when we need to be.”

2. There is nothing as humbling as realizing you’ve been stood up.

3. Magic is everywhere, but in dilute amounts too weak to feed even the smallest spell. Thankfully being able to tap that power is an evolutionary leap that both plants and animals have made, so the colonists need only to step into the apex of the food chain to reap the benefits.

4. The lumbering beasts are hard to classify in Terran terms. The closest she can come is a pig crossed with a jackrabbit, but the resulting mess is easily the size of a water buffalo. Thankfully all the report asks for is ‘Is there life?’ with no explanation required.

5. It’s a blindingly bright day, the kind where you have to fight to remember how cold it really is outside.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. There are forty-seven steps between the front door and the mailbox and she counts them every day until the letter comes.

2. Sixteen is too young to die, if you believe the laws.

3. “Did you ever mean it when you make those promises?” She watched the kid walk away from them, new hope putting a skip in his step.

“I always mean it,” her companion said, “but keeping them is harder than you think.”

4. The river runs cold, even in the height of summer. Ice water from the glaciers pours down in a constantly stream of unpolluted, but freezing water

5. The spell is a simple one, but it’s that simplicity that works against her now.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. My mother was the only one that cared if I came home, so I made sure never to disappoint her.

2. The music rises from the orchestra pit, a fog of soft woodwinds punctuated by sharp darting flutes and the deep rumble of the drums.

3. “I very specifically didn’t promise you anything.” he said, brushing her hand away in annoyance. “I thought I had been clear on that point.”

4. Living in glass houses turned out to be a lot easier than they imagined.

5. The dogs are very faintly wrong in a way she can’t quite place, as if they were simple pretending to be dogs.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. By the time they can get to her they’d lost all hope, but Ro’s magic has trapped her at the cusp of death. She looks peacefully asleep, entangled in the horror of her wounds.

2. My life is marked not in days or years, but in the slow churn of progress around me.

3. The metal ship is unnaturally steady. Without the pitch and roll of it’s proper wooden cousins, I hardly feel that I am at sea at all.

4. I never asked to be a dragon.

5. Nanniebots are everywhere, a thousand phantom mothers that keep the world afloat while we are at war.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. Dogs travel with you, cats travel in tangent arcs.

2. “Stop thinking with your heart!” The alien grabbed the gun from Marc, but the refugees had already scattered into cover. With a curse it flung the gun back at him. “This nurturing thinking is counterproductive, you are ill-evolved for conflict.”

“Yeah, you keep thinking that,” Marc muttered.

3. Looking at the sky you’d swear it was seconds away from a downpour, but it’s been that way for days without a drop.

4. Two men show up at my door a week after my mothers death. They are polite but firm and I find myself buried in the minutiae of survivorship.

5. One day the tide came in and never left.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. Dragons always traveled in pairs, one above, one below, but this dragon was wandering the forest alone.

2. I promised my mother only one thing in my life, that I’d never grow up to be like her. Tomorrow I break that promise.

3. The crowds here aren’t anything like the ones at home, they’re larger and more focused, but also infinitely more polite.

4. “Everyone picks something to be good at,” he said dismissively, “sports, art, science– I just picked something a little less ordinary.”

5. The mist swirled around her like a dying thing, clawing against the spell with grave-damp fingers.

Saturday Story Prompts

Saturday Story Prompts
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1. It wasn’t until she was dying that she remembered she was only pretending to be human.

2. There were two grandfather clocks in the hall, one for the future that could be and one for the future that would be… and on Tuesday they both stuck midnight at the same time.

3. “Names mean nothing.” She said curtly. “You can call a rabbit a horse till the sun goes down, but it still can’t pull a plow.”

4. For the first time in their lives food is everywhere, more than they could hope to eat in a hundred lifetimes, and it changes everything.

5. “I wish someone had told much how much it would hurt to watch them leave.”