Prologue

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This isn't really an adventure story. But it sounds like one, you think. This is a trick, you say. You're getting annoyed I'm trying and failing to read your thoughts, you huff.

But it isn't an adventure story. This isn't really anything, yet.

Right now, it's a princess in her tower, fiddling with working secret messages into her embroidery. She spent long hours mastering the art of embroidering with her blindness, though her hands weave a unique perspective no one else sees. She wishes for something more important for her deft hands.

It's a prince galavanting out in the night to show off his prize horse. He's proud of the horse, of course, but the prince secretly longs to be wrapped in his hand-woven exotic unicorn shawl, appreciating his abstract portrait with his prize pet in his arms. The prince gives a dramatic sigh, wishing he could find someone foolish enough to appreciate him like he does himself.

A dragon sleeps in its cave, diamond scales glittering in shafts of stardust as it snores out clouds of frost. In its head it battles knights and other monsters, paws twitching. It doesn't fight, however. These aren't dreams for the poor dragon. Night terrors creep along the beast's thoughts.

The lone sorceress sits in a field, reciting enchantments in a whispering voice. Her dark hair falls in front of her face, her voice rising and rising until it reaches a crescendo and booms through the sky and... nothing happens. Her lisp thwarted her enchantment again. One of the most powerful magic workers of her time, all the masters said. But she'll never be able to use it.

These people have never met. They have no reason to. Their stories are small, insignificant things that will only mean something to themselves.

Until you tell their story.

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Author's Note:

And it finally begins again. Every Monday a new chapter will be posted that will work in prompts that you, the reader, give. Stealing the prompting guidelines from the project's about page on my website:

Prompt by Tweet, Facebook, Tumblr, or just comment on any of the chapters posted! The prompt window is open all the time and there are no limits on how many prompts. Please keep it within reason, though! If things get overwhelming (highly doubtful), I'll be putting stricter guidelines up. Also try to keep prompts relatively PG-13. I reserve the right to say no to a prompt, but I've never done so even with two other prompt projects under my belt.

If you'd like to see the story continue, please give a prompt! They can be anything, even just a word. But things like music, and pictures, and poetry, or videos, or Tweets, or whatever work!

So, let's see how far this insanity goes, shall we?


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