Writing Prompts

The girl carried skulls with her in a plastic grocerie bag, said she needed a new one for her head.

The bronze in his eyes was not a genetic trait, it was rusty iron and copper.

When the liquid touched my bare shoulder, my skin tore open and revealed the most terrifying dark green scales.

“They’re fairy’s!” she said, as she took the jar of fireflies out of my hand. “You shouldn’t keep them locked in a jar.”

The king had always had one daughter which he was more fond of than his other ones. So when that daughter was hanging from the gallows, you can imagine that the people were surprised.

I found a boy in the forest. His hair had the colour of the moon and his eyes were like the night.

When i woke up today, the house was filled with water. My family was drowning but somehow i could still breathe

“You have those kind of eyes that always have a light in them. when you’re happy they twinkle like stars, when you’re angry they burn down the entire town.”

I always took a rose from the garden of my neighbors on my way to the cemetery, just one. when I wanted to pick one today, I noticed they were black instead of red.