Mini prompts:
If you could do anything right now, what would you do:
go back to bed.
Is today different than yesterday:
Not really, I woke up with the same dreadful feeling. But maybe it can get better later.
What's something motivating you to continue this day:
Family/friends.
Main prompt:
Imagine you're a main character being introduced in a fantasy book. How would you look? Do you have weapons? What's your goal?
Fluffer was of average height for a girl in her village. Although her height was nothing mighty, her attitude surely was. She sat slumped on a rock, quietly brooding as others passed her by. Only few bothered to wave, but she didn't wave back. The only companionship she needed was from the green-grinned goblin sitting on her shoulder. He was a small friend, but perfect for travel. Not that Fluffer traveled much or far. It was too dangerous and the only weapon she possessed was a pen. Surely you can jab an eye out, but that's about the only violent use. Fluffer preferred to use her pen to write. She wrote to fill the void she felt nightly. It was her only goal. The author lightly brushed some dark brown hair out of her pale face and turned to the goblin. "should we kill off a major character in our next book?" The goblin shook his head quickly. "No. They. Live." The goblin whispered into her ear in a raspy little voice. Truth be told, the goblin was the true mastermind behind her stories.
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This low-key is fun and I hope I continue to do this for my own sake.
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