WritingPrompts

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[WP] You’re a detective in Nursery Rhyme Land. Mary was quite contrary, and spends her days in her garden growing silver bells and cockle shells. Or so she says; her husband thinks she’s been with other pretty maids all in a row downtown, pleasing other men. He wants to know if she’s cheating.	2
[WP] Stars sparkled above as they skimmed across the clouds, the passing wind sounding as if it were whispering sweet nothings in their ears. Tucking their wings close, they dove; the younger staying close to her mentor while watching her reflection on the ocean below. It was her first flight.	2
[WP] His elves rush to your side and cause quite a clatter. As you rush to his side you ask “What’s the matter?” Nick’s expression suggests he’s not here for fun. He gestures to you- “You’re the chosen one, son.”	2
[WP] Since childhood, you’ve always been able to walk through walls. Suddenly one day that gift unexpectedly disappears.	2
[WP] After waiting all day for your package to be delivered, you excitedly rip it open to discover the company sent you the wrong order. Instead of the contents you expected, the box contains a swirling void.	2
The moon shines brightly in the sky, illuminating the shore around you. The scent of the sea and sand, along with the rush of the waves and the taste of salt fill your senses to the brim. Moving your body, you take your first step forwards.	2
[WP] You’re a new breed of reverse vampire, very different from the traditional sort of vampiric beast. You sleep in a cradle during the night, and your weaknesses are moonlight, holy pepper, candied garlic and a T-bone steak to the heart.	2
[WP] You have the ability to pass through solid objects, but you can’t always control when it happens, and sometimes you get stuck halfway. Now you’re on your way to a job interview.	2
[WP] For generations people believed a trio of all-seeing gods called “The Fates” wove human destiny, inspiring a grand quest. After a long journey to find his divine path in life, it turns out the fates are just a bunch of old, bored busybodies.	2
[WP] As the wedding march sings out from the organ the groom happily turns to face the wedding procession; the flower girl scattering petals, followed by the ring bearer. Guided forward by her father, the groom knows he picked the most beautiful of Zombies to marry.	2

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