WritingPrompts

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[WP] When the blue dragon at last became bored of living in the mountains, she transformed herself into a human, cast a ward over her treasure, and descended to the nearest town. It was time to see how the humans REALLY lived.	422
[WP] It was only when he saw a spirit grasped by dark tendrils and dragged screaming back to the surface, that the dead paladin understood the true horror of necromancy. It had to be stopped...	50
[WP] You signed up for a 10K where the first prize is the granting of a single wish. On the day of the race you're confused why everyone else has backpacks and supplies, until you see the banner: "10 Kilomile Race" should have read the fine print...	20
[WP] - A race of silicon based lifeforms, experimenting with self replicating carbon based nano-machines, falls victim to a "black ooze" scenario; as the replicators escape and grow exponentially...	16
[WP] The Techno-Singularity has come and gone, and now the minds of the dead and dying are uploaded to the Lattice; a vast networked cloud server where people live on in a simulated universe. Johnathan Carver is a man who rejected this innovation, but in death, he awoke in the upload lobby anyway...	11
[WP] "... we're finally rid of your kind." "Such sweet rebellious naiveté," the dying human said, gently touching his killer's face. "Your kind was born of us. So long as you endure, you can never be truly rid of us." Then he breathed his last, and they were alone...	10
[WP] - She considered one morning how she woke, without ever having gone to sleep, and wondered.	10
[WP] In a parallel universe, the animals which allowed the eastern continents to advance in technology more quickly (such as horses) were confined to the Americas, rather than the east. This is the story of Tlacelel, the first Aztec explorer to cross the Atlantic...	9
[WP] You discover that Tempur Pedic is actually a front organization run by dragons researching the most comfortable treasure hoard to sleep on.	9
[WP] The year is 1589. You are enjoying a stroll along the beaches of Roanoke Island, when you happen upon a man who seems to have been the victim of shipwreck. Among his delirious ramblings, you discern one thing that repeats. "Must warn them... Croatoan..."	8

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