Wednesday: One Word Prompts

[simply-aly.livejournal.com]

Hello, everyone. I’m simply_aly and today's theme is One Word Prompts. This one's pretty simple, prompts can be anything, but they have to be only one word long.

The rules are the same as they've always been:
-No more than five prompts in a row.
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts.
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Some examples to get the ball rolling...
+ The Vampire Diaries, Damon/Elena, dream
+ Game of Thrones, Cersei Lannister, power
+ Supernatural, Dean Winchester, death

Not feeling any of today’s prompts? Visit the lonely prompt archive and brighten someone’s day. For more recent prompts to write, you can also use LJ’s advanced search options to limit keyword results to only comments in this community.


tag=one word prompts

Comments

[icarus-chained.livejournal.com]

Author's choice, author's choice, wasteland

original, first person, talk of violence

[tigriswolf]

They call this land a paradise for know not what came before. It is beautiful now, yes, for none remember the signs of a curse.

I know, of course I know - I have been here so long I cannot recall the feel of dirt beneath my hooves, the wind in my mane - feet, I mean. Hair.

Ach, don't listen to me. I'm but a fool, of course. A fool who speaks of portents long gone, of times that surely never existed.

It is lovely, though, is it not? Such a fair piece of land, this realm. Bought and paid for in blood and fire - how else do you think the flowers grow so beautifully, the trees so tall? It is an ancient magic, that, the rite of conquest.

Of course, I'm but a fool. Old and tired.

There was a terrible battle here, once. Long ago. The very ground shook, and a blight came so terrible -

Forgive me, I'm just tired. My mind wanders, sometimes. Thank you, thank you, water would be lovely. Just a parched throat, you know.

Thank you, that's just what I needed. Quite clear, our water. This paradise - none like it the world over.

There was a horseman, once. His horse was unmatched, a fearsome thing. Crops died where he stepped, battles turned when he rode in.

This paradise - this realm of plenty and wonder.

We've been here before, you know. Ages pass, the sun rises and sets, dynasties and dynasties... but I am simply an old fool who enjoys watching horses run. Don't listen to me.

Of course, of course, thank you for your generosity, young sir. I am quite hungry. You should -

Well, it doesn't really matter, does it? Surely, it never happened.

Re: original, first person, talk of violence

[icarus-chained.livejournal.com]

This is fascinating. Thank you.