Noises.
Noises.
Certain sounds echoed in my mind.
Walking on stone, the lighting of a torch and the familiar hiss of a creeper…creeping behind me.
Then I remember shouting, I ran…I ran as fast as I could, my legs taking me…somewhere, I dropped my journal but there was no time as an arrow whisked right past me and stuck onto the cave wall.
My legs took me to a cliff, I screamed as I plummeted and then-
“AHHH-“ I gasped, I couldn’t breath…I started to cough and slowly gain back my lost breath.
My mind still spins but I quickly realize it was a nightmare. A nightmare reliving the past.
I looked around my room. Door on my left, balcony on my right, a picture of Donkey Kong dead ahead. My room was spacious and well decorated…this place I built with my own hands.
My head still hurts…I think I need to go outside.
I push my blanket aside and let my feet touch the cold wooden floor, I shiver but I slug my way to the balcony doors, I open only one of the doors and I’m immediately met with the cold breeze. My eyes shot open as I see the beauty around me…
The oak forests on the left look beautiful in the moonlight and the ocean on the right glistens like diamonds in a mineshaft.
I took a deep breath. This is my eden.
I close the door behind me as I let the breeze tickle my beard, I let it make me feel so cold yet so warm. I felt safe…at home.
As I looked up to the moon, as the intrusive thought invade my mind and as I fight them off I hear soft footsteps and a little knock at my door.
I turn my gaze to see a little shadow peeking through the window.
There with big olde violet eyes, looking at me with the same look my wolf would give me would I had steak in my hand.
“Steve? Is that you my boy?”
The little shadow emerges from the shadows and into the light where I can see my boy with his shaggy hair, PJ’s and stuffed sheep clutched to his chest.
I open the door to the balcony, he hesitantly steps into the moonlight.
“What’s wrong my son?”
Steve says nothing as he waddles towards me and looks to me…I notice his violet eyes are on near tears. A nightmare…
“Come here my child.” I pick up my little guy and hold him close as he and I look over our eden. He nestles into my chest and I rub his back.
“It’s okay Stevie…I’m here. I’ll always be here.”
Muttering those words again and again as I look at my boy. Oh Steve…I wish I was there with you again but due to my arrogance…I am lost.
If you find this…know that I will always love you and to please. Find the journal I left behind in mine where it all began.
I’m sorry my son.
Sincerely, your father, Notch.
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October Prompts 🎃
Word prompts to use for doodling or writing
ruffled hair
apple scent
full of colors
walks in the forest
autumnal
falling leaves
chestnuts
umbrellas
ravens
Oktoberfest
pumpkin spice
cornfields
black cat
spooky
first wine
flying kites
whispers
picking apples
ghosts
sweater weather
acorns
pile of leaves
harvest
fog
Jack-o-lanterns
campfire
witches
samhain
stormy days
seance
trick-or-treat
Practicing writing fight scenes. The Gem of Creation calls to me.
The sun beamed down on me on this autumns day, it was unusually hot, which made me and many others uncomfortable.
We knew the day would come that those soldiers from the west would come and take what they think is theirs.
For centuries, we’ve protected this abandoned kingdom of the east. It’s ruins is our home, it has been for so long…I grew up here and so many others. Like my friends.
But we’ve been told that the soldiers of the west would come back…I didn’t believe it until I saw a scout wearing armour that was the colour of sliver, glistening in the sun.
I knew then we would be in danger.
I’ve told my fellow dwellers that our home was to be attacked soon and to be ready, they were coming for something priceless.
Something dangerous that shouldn’t fall into their hands.
One hundred years ago, when the kingdom of the east was only slowly being accepted by nature again, a shining light was coming from the ruined castle.
When we investigated, it was beautiful.
The heart of the Sea.
We swore to protect the precious gem, not many of us questioning why it was in the kingdom of the east’s clutches before it the fall but I believe they wanted it because it connected them to our long forgotten creators.
Where we hoped one day, they would return to us.
If we held onto the gems of creations, like the heart of the Sea we could possibly summon them, but this precious gem in the hands of the west? It would be catastrophic.
The sun still beams brightly…I’m not used to all this sun. Non of us are.
We’re used to the shadows.
I await at the gate. The entrance to the centre of the castle where lies the heart of the Sea. I must be on my guard or those who came to claim it will cut me into nothing but pieces.
So I await at my post until I see them.
A solider? No, a knight.
Whose armour shines a luminous blue and whose helmet is adorned with horns the colour of gold.
And whose sword is sharper then any sword I’ve ever seen.
I pull out my own sword. I throw my cloak aside.
Thus my fate maybe sealed…or theirs.
I charged towards them my sword aiming for their abdomen, they dodge to my right and I swing the sword to my right.
Somehow they dash away from my strike and try to aim for my head, if I was only a few more seconds late I would’ve had a sword in my head but I was able to lunge forward and catch myself before turning quickly.
I throw my sword at them and they dodge, looking at the sword and I’m able to strike them with my dagger. Piercing their chainmail, it caught them off guard and they stagger, I try aim for the eye holes of their helmet but I end up collapsing on top of them.
We fumble for but a moment but I grip onto my dagger as I’m able to stab their eye.
They scream and immediately push me off, I’m without my dagger and I try and catch myself but I fall onto my whole being, it leaves me winded and I look to them.
They get up, they tower over me, I expect them to remove the dagger, it jutting out of their helm but no, they only walk to my direction with a thousand yard stare.
I shuffle back, trying to get some distance but no, their walking is my running speed.
Their sword is by their side as they get to my feet and I feel fear.
This is my end.
Their sword pointed at me, right where my heart is. “Your last words, Dweller?” That last word was filled with disgust at my mere name. At my people’s name.
“!niw reven lliw uoy!” I throw my last bit of dust at the solider and I hear a blood curdling scream.
Their sword clatters onto the cobble stone as I hear their cries, clawing at their eyes, they get on their knees and I see sizzling.
They’re screaming is empty, nothing comes out anymore, they must’ve inhaled the dust. They hold their throat and almost collapse on me but I was able to scurry away before a loud clatter.
I see minor twitching…then nothing,
Dead.
I get up, I’m shaking at what I’ve done.
But I knew it had to be done.
I try to ignore the smell of sizzling flesh and head into the ruined castle, picking up my sword and my cloak, wrapping it around me once more.
Hoping that it can cover me from what I have done.
I open the large metal doors and close them quickly before rushing to the center of the castle.
The Princess’s chambers.
Centuries ago, a war happened between all three kingdoms, North, South and West to try and get the heart of the Sea from the East.
But the princess hid the gem in her room, where she invoked an ancient spell.
A spell that simply made them all disappear.
The kings and queens, the generals and soldiers, anyone who was at the territory of the kingdom of the east were gone. Just like that.
No one dared investigated what happened, a spell that simply made everyone disappear like they never existed scared the other kingdoms into backing off, believing the heart of the Sea was gone with the princess that invoked the ancient spell.
But no, one hundred years ago, the gem shone a brilliant light and came back to life.
I make my way past the halls, the walls covered in moss and vines, tapestries strewn around the place, some old and worn, others torn and shredded from all the time that has passed, I make my way through the long hall and open the doors to the princess’s chamber.
Where in the middle, glows the light of the heart of the Sea. Spinning in mid air, it’s making these beautiful noises reminding me of crashing waves.
I’m unsure what to do, the others must have defeated the other soldiers by now…I should go get them and see what is going on but when I turn to leave I feel this pull…like it’s calling me.
I turn and it’s shining this light that can counter the sun in beauty, I can’t help but step closer.
Before I knew it I was holding it in my hand, I feel the energy surge through my entire body. I feel lighter then air, I hear the ocean waves and I can hear it singing to me.
Telling me…
To find them.
Thus…my journey begins.
~A Letter To a Decepticon~
To think…to think I loved you.
Of course I love you…but…
I don’t know how I feel about you anymore.
I miss those optics that looked into my own.
I miss the way you put an arm around me.
I felt so warm.
I miss how your laugh could light up a room.
I miss how tired you were and how you would nestle into me.
I miss having you beneath me.
I want you back.
But yet I can’t.
As a prime I can’t let my emotions & past effect me and my autobots.
But when I look into those optics and see your face.
I wish to see your smile.
I wish to see that passion you showed me that night.
I wish I could hold you.
I wish…I wish I still loved you.
…Bro…
dO YoU hAtE mE oR nOt?!
Her delicate hand touched my cheek.
I flinch and move away to the corner.
I look up at this goddess, wondering what the hell she wanted.
As I flinched her hand coiled to her chest, her flowing orange hair and her glistening blue eyes face me.
She looked disappointed at my reaction.
I try give her my fiercest gaze and turn my eyes away from her, can she just leave me alone already?
I heard her soft footsteps come closer towards my direction but then they stop.
She’s hesitant.
I look back up at her, ignoring her elegant dressing and what she had in her other hand to her blue eyes.
It was a mixed of “should I?” And doubt. I seen those eyes before so many times, in my friends eyes, my mothers eyes...and my dads eyes.
They all were hesitant. To me. The runt, the fowl creature. The dirty dog.
I was better off alone. So no one could ever hurt me.
No one can give me that disappointed gaze.
When I looked up at her again, I noticed now...that she was gone.
Leaving behind a basket.
I sigh, like everyone else she left.
At least she gave me a basket...or goodies I hope?
Then again she looked like high nobility or something maybe there was gold or-
What in the world?
What is this? A trick?
...May this continue soon.
While everyone is probably one upping one another I thought I would share this!
Sure I do overthink while I drift off to sleep but then I at least think of one silly thing or one happy thing that brings me a smile!
It can be a cute dog! Me petting and adopting said dog, playing with that dog or something like being surprised with a cat that was sitting on my doorstep! What would I do with that said cat?
Or I think of things I’m in love with! Like Video Games, Writing, Art! Things that bring me a smile...or I think of something dumb like-
THEN I WOULD BE LAUGHING MYSELF SLEEP-
All I’m saying is think of one thing that makes you smile!
Overthinking yourself to sleep is the adult version of bedtime story
This is making feel some type of way-
Me hiding from whatever dis this:
Guess what time it is…
It’s Horny on Main day folks.
Keyframes by my lovely talented and constantly thirsty for some Deltarune No Suit brother @thelostmoongazer . He did a fabulous job crafting the initial concept for this animation and really should consider animating more.
Inbetweens by me.
I did not make dis creature I am only relaying it’s message.
“My king…you are to do…NOTHING?”
“Yes.”
“BUT…WHAT?! This…This prophecy child is said to dethrone you! Take all that was yours and kill you! This child threatens your power and you are to do nothing!? NOTHING?!”
“Well my dear friend…a wise figure once said that one often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it. Destiny, fate, the will of the gods or people call for my downfall when the child is ready, why fight? Why not…let them try.”
“Try?”
“I mean I’m not gonna lay down like a dog and yield but I’m not gonna go out and bite each child I see either. Instead I will wait, observe and see what happens when the so proclaimed time has come…for now I ask that we call off the engagement with Queen Larissa…gods only knows that woman will kill anyone who delivers such news so maybe she can make my death quicker and easier.”
“B-But your majesty, you imply supposedly! So that can mean there’s a chance you could-“
“Better safe then sorry now! I will tell the Queen myself of this news, for now…go.”
“What?! What do you-“
“Go relax…go home and read that book you’ve been telling me about. I will handle the rest.”
“But-“
“That’s an order.”
“Yes…yes your majesty.”
“…Finally….Salvation.”
The king, after hearing the prophecy about a child fated to depose them, decided to just let the events play out without interfering.
Pineapple.
“I take it back” I say with disgust, “Keep that piece, it has pineapple on it!” I say, I look up to Louis who’s face etched with disappointment with his furrow eyebrows and pouty like expression, looking at me as though I shattered his pineapple heart.
I giggled. I regret nothing.
I take that back.
I regret what happened...years later.
Louis looked at me, his eyes filled with tears as he held the gun towards me. He looked as though at any moment he could shatter. That he could drop the gun, shoot me or...or worse.
“T-That...That wasn’t suppose to happen.” I say with a grim like tone as he falters with the gun in his grasp. I know he’s tempted to.
Tempted to do what? It’s definitely not shooting me. I’ll show you.
“L-Louis-“
“DON’T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN!” Louis yelled with such pain it sent needles of pain all the way down my spine. His voice when he was upset always made me uneasy. Which is an understatement-
Louis, with his furrowed eyebrows and beautiful brown eyes looked into my soul with tears clouding him.
Those beautiful eyes were misty with pain, confusion...betrayal.
W-What have I done to you, my Amore...
——would you like to continue ?——
RANDOM DIALOGUE IDEAS #12
Feel free to use any of these dialogue ideas in your writing. Be creative with the context!
“I want to go home”
“take it back”
“I can’t remember”
“it’s not funny”
“I lied”
“don’t tell me to calm down”
“I need a hug”
“that wasn’t supposed to happen”
“hurry back”
“stop interrupting me”
“I can’t take you seriously”
“I don’t want to talk about it”
“problem solved”
“I need more time”
“let me go”
“that was embarrassing”
“never do that again”
“I have an idea”
“it’s freezing in here”
“you’ve changed”
Don’t forget, that it’s remembrance day.
Take a moment to stop what your doing.
And thank those before us for their sacrifices.
For sacrificing their lives, their hopes and dreams to save their home. Our home.
Now let us return the favour, let us make everyday better for now on. For not just us, but for them as well.
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