Recently, I did have a fun writing exercise recently, which I don't really see often here...probably because it's actually hard, but HEY.
100 Words Prompts.
Basically, you pick a theme, and you must make a self contained story of your character or something within this theme, trying to mesh as much characterization as possible.
MIGHT AS WELL START.
Formats are written in Underline before the story, and doesn't count to the overrall word count; try to think of a simple format, and develop from there, going straight to Death would be a little on the nose wouldn't it?
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Birdgazing.
Ququki gets down from her chocobo, after travelling across the hell that is the Burning Wall. She truly liked the place, besides giving her a lot of headaches, and today is a special day; birdwatching day, and may Nald'Thal just drag her to their halls if she will skip her routine, specially on a place fairly special for her.
Gazing at the tombstone at her destination , sighing, she lays against it, bringing her small drawing booklet, and starts looking around, smile on her face; marked on the rock of the memorial, a name.
"Flynt Reddard. Hope it was worth it."
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100 Words Prompts.
Basically, you pick a theme, and you must make a self contained story of your character or something within this theme, trying to mesh as much characterization as possible.
MIGHT AS WELL START.
Formats are written in Underline before the story, and doesn't count to the overrall word count; try to think of a simple format, and develop from there, going straight to Death would be a little on the nose wouldn't it?
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Birdgazing.
Ququki gets down from her chocobo, after travelling across the hell that is the Burning Wall. She truly liked the place, besides giving her a lot of headaches, and today is a special day; birdwatching day, and may Nald'Thal just drag her to their halls if she will skip her routine, specially on a place fairly special for her.
Gazing at the tombstone at her destination , sighing, she lays against it, bringing her small drawing booklet, and starts looking around, smile on her face; marked on the rock of the memorial, a name.
"Flynt Reddard. Hope it was worth it."
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