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AliceL
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Story of the Gods
Create your own mythological story. It can be about anything as long as it involves a god, a goddess, or a demigod or something that has been affects by one of these. They can be Greek, Roman, Egyptian, or even of your own design. Any genre, any form.
AliceL

My Eyes,

Deep sorrow, black pain, and endless death.

This is what I see, for my eyes are not mortal, they’re dammed!

Cursed by the wretched soul of the dark to see the pain and sorrow in the world.

The pit of agony we create as a race. The secrets we hide, the lies we tell.

For we are not the ones who are civilized. No, we are among beasts, maybe even lower. We're foul, I know for I am different, I see the world with open eyes of emptiness.

It hurts to know you cannot trust your fellow man, for he will forsake you.

In this time maybe even the gods don’t care, because even I have lost all hope for humanity.

Challenge
'How I miss yesterday, how I let it fade away'
Describe a memory that you will always hold dear to you in no more than 100 hundred words, and how it has shaped some aspect of your life.
AliceL

A Cold December Morning,

Wrapped in your arms, your warmth a stark contrast from the bitter cold December night. Our blissful sleep was disturbed by the soft glow of the rising winter sun ebbing over the horizon. I gazed out the window to a surreal scene. The world so unbelievably still, so devoid of life, covered in a blanket of the purest white reflecting the brilliant orange fire of the sun. A world ablaze in a cascade of fire and ice. The ugliness of the world melted away, like the ice frozen to the glass. To reveal a beauty that I had all but forgotten could ever exist.

Challenge
Describe Death
Whatever you see death as- describe it! You can write in any genre, even nonfiction. You could describe how death (the being) looks or feels or how a dead person looks. Please try to remember to @ me in your comments.
AliceL

Drifting Away

The thoughtless silence, a growing peace.

Gently floating on a flat sea.

I stare into the dark sky, watching my life play by, a movie projected on the heavens.

An emptiness like no other filling a void deep inside my soul, a sinking ship, a titanic. Waves of sorrow with no emotion, only a creeping cold, a ghastly shiver.

A rush of adrenaline a high with no feeling.

Just a deep dread for the living, for I no longer have a body.

Only a lost soul, drifting towards an unseen destination.

Challenge
Metaphorically Speaking
Concoct a brilliant metaphor in under 150 words.
AliceL

My life is a Balloon

I cannot seem to shake this lingering feeling of despair. A loneliness that I can only describe as a balloon drifting through the sky. A bright expansive exterior concealing a desolate interior being my metaphorical existence. 

Challenge
Real and Raw
I want to hear something real, raw and uncut. Tell me a first time of something you ever did. It could be sexual or non, just don't sugar coat it. Not a competition, no prize no winner, just would like to see what everyone is capable of. Giving it 2 weeks so everyone can participate if they want.
AliceL

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love letter
I'm a sucker for love, as I'm sure many of us are, whether we want to admit it or not. Write a love letter to anyone- maybe someone you've loved for a long time, or even someone you've never met. Make it as serious or informal as you want- whoever makes my heart melt the most wins.
AliceL

My Moon

Together in a field of grass,

We lie together, a feeling like time will never pass.

The dark sky, a blanket of stars, that ever last,

But you shine more bright, 

Then all the stars in the night.

You my moon, my beacon in the dark,

Your light, a radiance so pure it fills my heart,

Truly are a work of art.

I only pray, there never comes a day,

That clouds so grey, stay and never go away.

Challenge
Illusions of water
Use water as your driving metaphor, simile, force - just no literal waves I’ll be reproving and reading all entries. So. No prize, but all of my followers will see your pieces, so sharing the love <3
AliceL

Drifting Away

Thoughtless silence, growing peace, gently floating on a flat sea. Staring into the dark sky watching my life play by, a movie projected on the heavens. An emptiness like no other filling a void inside my soul, like a sinking ship, a titanic. The waves of sorrow with no emotion, only the creeping cold a ghostly shiver, a rush of adrenaline a high with no feeling. Just a deep dread for the living for I no longer have a body, just a lost soul drifting towards an unseen destination.

- Alice M Lanier

Challenge
Challenge of the Week CXXI
Fight Night. Perhaps it's a boxing bout, a shouting match, or an emotional struggle. Write about anything you want, so long as it involves a fight. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
AliceL

A Fear of One’s Self

Will I ever truly love the person I see looking back at me in the mirror? I constantly chase a fleeting dream of achievement. A dream of personal growth, both physical and emotional. I wonder if it is real? Perhaps I am chasing a long-forgotten inkling of a begotten existence. My ideals are they just, or are they forever flawed? I get so lost, so very lost, dreams never ending, ever consuming. They bleed into every crack of my waking existence. Sometimes, I feel as though they are driving me mad! Plagued by the stinging pain of contempt, I fight to stay afloat. A Life of stagnation, of stunted growth, perpetually dragging me under. I feel trapped staring into that mirror eyes locked, unable to look away. Is it fear that keeps me there? Perhaps it’s my inability to grasp the things in which I don’t fully understand? I can only hope that one day I can move past the person who looks back upon me in the mirror.

- Alice M Lanier.

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