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  • Paradox

    Paradox

    Exercise: Write a Paradox Word: inch and permanent We like to try to keep this in character story line but can’t think of a paradox. Though we do us the “Silence is deafening” often. We through together a patch that became a permanent temporary solution — oops. No idea how to use inch in a…

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  • Wolf Bond

    Wolf Bond

    Exercise: Describe an object using only the sense of smell. Word: leash and blank The pack magic permeated the air, the bond was strong between Isabel and Rider. The soft scent of leaves blowing on the wind and the deep must of the forest floor filed Rider’s nose with the sense of belonging.  A man…

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  • Home sick

    Home sick

    Exercise: Describe a location using all the senses. Words: tough and scatter I missed home. The putrid smell of the bog like an acid eating at your nose hair. It sounded stupid when you thought about it, I needed to be tougher. All the muck that stuck to your feet and slurped as you walked. But I missed it all. Especially…

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  • A Willow Wand

    A Willow Wand

    Exercise: Describe an object using all the senses. Words: apathy and limited. The stick in my hand was nothing special. The knobs from former branches were rough against my fingers as I smothered the springy wood with druidic water. I was apathetic to the whole process, I didn’t need a fucking wand to do magic, but I…

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  • Underground Transportation

    Underground Transportation

    Exercise: Describe a location using only the sense of smell. (AJ insists she’ll go in and fix that prompt sometime — someday lol) Words: bus and back It was putrid. The smell of urine and garbage. The carbon monoxide from the buses filled the air with toxic smoke that made my lunch want to come…

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  • Afterwards

    Afterwards

    Exercise: Describe an object using only the sense of sight. Words: disheveled and soft I curled up in the soft fluffy comforter of Alex’s bed. The sheets were a disheveled mess after we finished, but I didn’t care. His touch lingered on my skin even though he laid next to me soundly sleeping. His hair…

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  • Intro is boring

    Intro is boring

    Exercise: Write in Deep Third Person Words: nut and rhetoric Rider listened avidly to the Intro to Magic teacher. It was fascinating to him, but as he glanced at his peers he noticed their glazed over eyes. The sheer boredom in most of their faces was sure to etch lines as they listened to the…

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  • First Touch

    First Touch

    Exercise: Create Dialog between two people. Words: Referee and Spoil And just cause it’s Christmas time I’m gonna hit the Photo of the Day too as eye candy mostly we’ll see if it ends up being Christmasy or not. “That’s a foul.” Alex shouted at the referee. “I thought the point of the game was…

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  • A Shifting Mess

    A Shifting Mess

    Exercise: “Write in Third Person” Words: consumer and filter Isabel tromped through the hardware store looking for a heating filter. Rider’s current learning experiment was leaving goop and gore all over the woods. She wanted to examine the liquid without all the extra bits. But nothing she had at home worked. Ryan suggested an air…

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  • A Bank

    A Bank

    Daily Spur Writing Exercise: Describe a location with the sense of hearing. Words: Loan and Concern Being an adult sucked. Alex and I sat in a chair waiting patiently for the bank employee to finish whatever the fuck they were doing on their computer so they could then help us. We were trying to get…

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  • Alliteration

    Alliteration

    The script still isn’t working. But I think AJ got it working and it should spit out the right prompt tomorrow. Today’s exercise is “Write an Alliteration.” Not something we use on purpose. But we’ll try to work on it. Again rules are to use one or both words in a sentence or paragraph to…

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  • Day 1

    Day 1

    So it’s December first and AJ put together the script for the Daily Spur but we don’t know it it’s running yet or not. Maybe tomorrow when the others populate it will to. So we know what the prompt will be for Dec 1. Describe an emotion without using the emotion Daily Writing Exercise Daily…

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  • If I were real!!

    If I were real!!

    Okay, so I lied. We aren’t going to be posting a new story starting Monday! AJ changed her mind — again. So typical. But that doesn’t mean we aren’t going to start a new story. We are! AJ has been all “let’s publish”. And editing and working, and writing, and stuff, yeah it’s been scattered…

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  • Angel

    Angel

    al’Zand curled up tighter into his bedroll clutching his head. The pain had subsided, but the conversation behind him ate at his conscious. He had messed up something. Something was wrong. Ghosts and darkness ebbed and flowed at his perpherials. 

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  • Research

    Research

    It wasn’t hard to find the guild house. It wasn’t too far from the Sacred Horses. After insuring that his follower had been evaded Hadril made his way into the confines of the guild house of the Macabre Genesis. The building was a three story discreetly set building along the main drag of the Dock…

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  • Missing Compatriots

    Missing Compatriots

    Miranda came stomping in and ae’Nyx didn’t answer his question. Though Miranda was grumpy and she felt different. A bit darker then when she came. Alushtas just shrugs.

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  • New Power

    New Power

    Miranda’s thoughts ranged from how she could extract revenge on al’Zand, how to find Rosana again, or should she even, why did she care to how she could free her self from her patron?

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  • The Missing Vial

    The Missing Vial

    Where is it? Where the fuck is it? I searched everything. Zand was hurting, but the pain would fade, but the despair returned stronger than the prior day and he was fighting it. That was the worst thing to do when the madness came.

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  • The Cursed Morning

    The Cursed Morning

    Rain woke me up kicking my feet and I groaned with pain. “Ow. My fucking head.” I curled up in my bedroll again

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  • Missing Compatriots

    Missing Compatriots

    The boys slept and Alushtas fell into a soft slumber himself. The women never returned. No footsteps padded across the floor in the middle of the night. The world woke with a new dawn and Alushtas was awake with the crowing of the far off rooster. 

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  • Renewed Vigor

    Renewed Vigor

    Miranda followed Rosana until she slipped down the dark alleyway. The darkness obscured her vision, but the woman just vanished from sight. 

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