#inktober2020writersedition October 30th: Another villager has gone missing. The same dark shadow with wings reminiscent of a crow came again. I almost followed it, but I was too cowardly to pursue it. October 31st: We left baskets of berries and wine outside our doors for an offering to the shadow. All were taken but mine.… Continue reading Day 30: Ominous
#inktober2020writersedition Every ripple brushed against my back like hundreds of pinpricks. My body was weak and floated along as though I were a forgotten object. After my body had numbed and my eyes closed I heard him. "Are you ready?" "What do you mean?” I replied. Then he pulled me under. Get to know me… Continue reading Day 28: Float
#Inktober2020writersedition The new tunnel was quickly being created by the claws of a friendly badger who had spent months creating an underground labyrinth. Today he fell several feet down. He shook his head and could faintly see a family of gnomes with their mouths agape. The smallest one rushed to help. What else do you… Continue reading Day 24: Dig
50 word story for #Inktober2020writersedition In the dell, down a shadowy nook, a seed nestled in the soil for more years than anyone could remember. The tale about it had started to decay into existence. But then, as quickly as moth’s wings, she emerged out of the soil with eyes as vengeful as a storm.… Continue reading Day 17: Storm
#Inktober2020writersedition In the woods near a cave, armor laid rusting, forgotten by all except for the worms, the mice who had made a nest underneath the breastplate, and weeds that fought tirelessly to grow out sideways. Then she appeared in the night and grabbed it like it never truly was forgotten. Follow me on IG… Continue reading Day 14: Armor
50 word story. #Inktober2020writersedition Rows of dunes surrounded the lake like guardians. The blustery wind had calmed and the woodland creatures felt safe to come out of hiding. They curiously wandered toward the new formations. An opening appeared in each one and shimmering bodies floated out like balloons. Without hesitation, they protected the earth. My… Continue reading Day 13: Dune
50 word story. #Inktober2020writersedition Silas hurried up the decaying steps to a door that towered over him like a bear. He opened the door. The place was bustling with creatures in elegant suits and floor-length gowns that sparkled. Laughter and the sound of goblets clinking together wafted out the door like a dream escaping.
50 word story. #Inktober2020writersedition A devious grin spread on my face. I felt the intimate tug of my master like an imaginary vine had wrapped around me. I welcomed my transformation as my bones cracked, my skin shrunk, and my face shifted. I ran freely unnoticed. Although I was small, purpose filled my bones.
Day 1: Fish (50 word story) "What was that?" I whispered. Silver light from the moon peeked into my room like a ghost ready to haunt. I slowly crawled to the window sill. The lake was obsidian with ripples of the moon. It almost looked peaceful, but then it rose. I screamed, "That's not a… Continue reading DAY 1 of Inktober Writers Edition!