An ordinary two-by-four wood piece
The small figure on the countertop began to glow.
A pile of bricks
Somewhere nearby I could hear the calming sound of running water.
I'd just noticed a pile of cards on the countertop. They called out to me, and had this strange aura about them. They almost seemed magic, which I might have believed if magic were real.
The record spun lazily on its spindle, playing a song I knew well but had since forgotten the words.
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Prompts!
RandomLittle ideas and snippets. Feel free to use. Some are from the Internet, some from my own crazy mind.
