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Writing Exercise - The Cough of a Child

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The Cough of a Child Animal noises echo down alleyways and empty streets, a wild symphony playing to an empty house. The stars in the sky shine their light down on abandoned cars and fields that were long overgrown with weeds, nature retaking what had so previously been subjugated by mankind. Now though that subjugation had come to an end, mankind's grasp of nature had been loosened by events that the survivors described as 'mundane' or 'unassuming'.  See the end of man was not heralded in by the great boom of explosions ripping apart the countryside, nor the ripping and rending of flesh from some half-imagined the horror, no the end of mankind was heralded in by a child coughing.  Some believed that it would be a virus that would wipe us out in the end, and some believed that we would make it, however, no one thought that it was something that was with us the entire time that would end up taking us out.  It was the common cold.  More accu

Ego's Blog Challenge - #1 All for a Wish

All for a Wish Bravery can be described as realizing one's own fears and still doing what needs to be done despite them. Bravery can also be described as willing to put oneself in the path of conflict to protect the innocent, or at least that was what Van was telling himself as he crouched low behind the rocky outcroppings of the creature's lair. It had been a long and treacherous trip but here he was, finally within sight of his prize.  Well, a prize was the wrong word, it was more an unfathomable horror that he was trying to dispose of for the greater good. What was this unfathomable horror? This terrible prize that he sought so hard for while repeating the definition of bravery in his mind like a mantra? A ring. Not just any ring though, no this one held a terrible power that even the most stout of minds couldn't handle.  The sort of power that was whispered only in legends and overwhelmed the most steadfast of heroes. At least that was what Van had been told, t

Writing Exercise - The Giants Hobby

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The Giants Hobby "That one looks quite good, I love how you've taken such care with the bridge of the nose." piped up Spurt, adjusting her seat upon the giant's shoulder as she watched. The child was barely more than ten years old but she had been watching the giant ever since she was old enough to walk and talk. Heedless of the warnings her mother and their village had given her she had stricken up something of a friendship with him, amazed not only at his size but at the work he constantly produced. "Thank you little one." Was the reply as he held up the giant slab of stone that was meticulously being carved into the semblance of a head, one that he had carved a thousand times before in various expressions and poses. Over the boulder he cast careful eyes, turning it this way and that in the light for them both to examine. "What should the expression be little one? I was thinking mild shock." The boulder was still for the most part featurle

Writing Exercise - The Monster High Above

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"The Monster High Above" On high the beast, through tumulous sky, did spread its azure wings and fly above the palace walls which guarded shaking forms and fearful minds. Its song of dread bellowed above eliciting from the far below collective moans of echoed fright of death to come it could bestow. Though unbeknownst to most inside those walls of stone and mortar high their lay a greater threat above the beast that circled in the sky. It's wretched form, with body wide and horrid with its writhing hide, would boggle minds and stop the hearts of those that in the castle hide. So darting 'round up in the sky, the beast from which we all would fly, was acting not as death above but savior from a darker blight. White hot fire cleft darkness twain from azure maw the light did spring and briefly shown from dark embrace a monster with the devils face. Its form was vast and warped with filth that that fell from it like ichor rain, unbl