Random Snippets of Stuff

First Attempt

Little Prompt Thingy #1
They say you can't dream of a face you've never seen before. But he lived in a small village with few visitors. He could confidently put a name to every face he'd ever seen. So who, then, was this woman in his dreams? He'd certainly never seen her before, but she was so familiar. Looking at her face was like looking at his own.

#2
She was quiet, and introverted, spending her time dreaming rather than socializing. You'd think someone so quiet would get lost in the noise of the world, but something about her made her stick out. Her bright eyes warned people away with poisonous colors, but they were inevitably drawn to her like moths to a flame nevertheless. Maybe it was something about the elegant way she moved, or the intelligent spark in those dangerous eyes. She was intimidating, and mysterious.

#3
Most people dream when they sleep, and move on with their lives upon waking. Some dream in their waking hours as well, recalling all the details of their fantasies at will. Dreaming wasn't like that for him. He could call back every smell and sound from his dreams, no detail forgotten. His mind was so vivid and intense people could sense it from across the room. The strength of his imagination was so powerful it seeped into the real world. When he was cold, he had only to think of the warming flames of a crackling fire, and the chill would be banished from his skin. For him, anything was possible with but a dream.

#4
They say that we're alone in the universe. That Earth is the only haven for the living. That may be true of this universe, but who said it was the only one? There are infinite universe, overlapping and colliding with one another. For every decision, there are multiple choices, but ultimately only one can be chosen. For every possible decision and choice, a new universe is created.
Every once in a while, the fabric between universes rips, and some of one universe will bleed into another. Magic may not be possible on our Earth, but it could very well be on another one. And if that magic leaked through to our world.... well you can imagine the possibilities.

#5
His life was terribly normal. He hadn't found a portal to Narnia in his closet; he hadn't received a letter from Hogwarts; and no mysterious, handsome strangers showed up on his doorstep claiming to be supernatural entities. He was born without a twin, and his family was perfectly normal. No mysterious relatives lay on their deathbeds, and no one was making any astonishing scientific breakthroughs. In short, he was incredibly bored with his life. It's hard not to be anything but bored once you've realized the monotony of the modern existence. Go to school to get good grades to get into college to get a good job to make enough money to send your kids to a good school. It's just one big cycle of boring, repetitive nothing. He was terribly afraid he was going to spend his life bored and unsatisfied. How wrong he was.

#6
She had lived her whole life trapped, and he had lived his free. Hers was filled with danger, and his with luxury. But hers was filled with magic, while his was normal. And so, they wished beyond imagination to switch places- until they did.

#7
Despite people's beliefs, Mother Nature is fair and kind. But she loves all her children equally, and the people who believe otherwise are the ones who thrive on the weakness of their kin. She takes the lost, and the weak, and the scared. She makes them strong, and brave. She gives them a place in the world. She, having seen their need, gave them powers only imaginable in humanity's worst nightmares and greatest daydreams. In shorts she made the weak equal to the strong. But those in power don't like being made equal to those they are trying to oppress....

Afterthoughts
That's all for now.
Feel free to use them as writing prompts if you're inspired(just tag/tell me or whatever so I can read them!)
Not that I'd blame you for not being inspired.
Clearly I'm not, or I would have written more.
Ha.
No, I'm not nearly motivated enough.
Please don't hate me.
As you might be able to tell from these, I have issues with society.
And a lot of other things.
Like not being special.
Lol sorry.
The lack of magic in our world is a great tragedy.
I'm a mess.
If you are also a mess or have issues we should get together and talk about it.
Also please make me write more. I'm never inspired otherwise.
Who am I kidding the only person who's gonna read this is like the one real life friend I have on here.

*End rant*