Earl
"Come, sit a while," Dian said, "You should probably drink your tea while its still warm."
The boy sat across from them, accepting the earl grey tea. He whiffed it, trying to figure out if it had been spiked. Smelled normal. He stole himself then took a sip. It was good. He drank more of it. Before he knew it the mug was empty.
"How do you feel?" Dian asked, their eyebrows quirked.
"Good?" Henry responded cautiously, "You didn't drug this right?"
Dian laughed out a raspy laugh. (TBC)
Write a WANTED ad for a serial cat burglar who is, in fact, a cat.
WANTED
*insert cat image*
WARNING: this kitty is extremely dangerous. It will try to fool you with its cute face but you must resist. You will find that your home has been burgled and jewels scattered all over the house.
PRIZE: 6 000 000 000 $
If found, please contact Samuel and Martha K.
163-878-2209
Or
catsRformoney@yahoo.com
Your character has been turned into a magical creature. What kind of creature is it? How does their day go?
Callum squawked. Literally squawked. He looked down at himself. His body had morphed completely. He looked into the river. The picture of a griffin reflected back at him. Callum's wings had stayed, matching his feather patterns. His mouth was now sharp, no way of communicating with those he loved. He reached a paw to his face. The feeling of fur on his plumed face made him jump. This was definitely not on his to-do list for the day.
Callum opened his wings, letting the wind rush underneath and pushed up off the ground and into the air, the breeze ruffling his plumage. (TBC)
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365 Days of Writing
DiversosMe writing 3 prompts a day for 365 days. Prompts come from "A Year of Creative Writing Prompts" by Love In Ink (More info on first page)
