The seas rose over the US over the course of a 1,000 years, slowly but surely. Civilization became submerged. Many were lost to the flood. As the New York skyline disappeared beneath the waves, the younger generation realized A new age was dawning~ the second age of piracy.
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Writing Prompt: Bloodlust
People’s society and status depend on their blood color. White bloods are at the top of the food chain, then blue, purple, then red. You slice your palm one day to find it black in color.
Writing Prompt: School of Crime
Your parents are dead and you are sent to live with your grandparents when you are a young age. They’re nice enough but they are rather… Peculiar. Nonethless they have a hand in your raising and eventually when you reach middle school age, tell you that they’ve picked a special school for you to attend in your high school years. You don’t give it a second thought until they hand you a pamphlet titled:
“School of crime & thievery”
Turns out your grandparents used to attend said school and wish to send you where you have a choice to major in various classes, the options being:
Thief
Assassin
Pirate
Renegade
Mercenary
Conman
Blue
The color of wind swirling in the fall.
The color of the feeling of an unanswered call.
The colors of droplets swimming down a pane.
The color of the night when it’s driving you insane.
An angry ocean, whose waves curl.
The cold wind in a flag as you watch it unfurl.
The color of that heavy weight in your chest.
When things don’t work out, though you gave it your best.
The color you feel when your finger tips are cold.
The color you touch when your soul becomes old.
The color that surrounds you as you’re falling in a dream.
The color that you exude when you’re torn at seams.
The color of water as it moves, always, always running.
The color you feel when you realize you don’t like what you’re becoming.
Writing Prompt: 10 Perfect Days
A girl finds out she doesn’t have much longer to live, and will probably die over the course of the next month. So she dedicates a day to each of her friends, engineering the perfect day with them.
Forever
Forever is where friendships go to die,
Where birds lost in sunsets fly.
Where relationships that I did invest,
Found its place and decided to rest. Bonds of love that would break “never”.
So it’s hard to reply when people ask,
“Do you believe in forever?”
Is it a word we even understand?
Eternity stretching without an end?
But we reduce to symbol and word.
Forever reduced to a sound that can be heard.
Compacted into a nice small clause.
Ignoring the word keeps going without pause.
Do we really understand words like “love” and “never”?
Yet even less we understand words like “forever”.
Writing Prompt: Gems and Crystals
You live in a fantasy world named Krysalis that it inhabited by a human like race. They are just like normal people with one exception; they a born with a gem implanted somewhere in their body that enables them to work specific magic, depending on the gem and it’s location. Hand gems imply generally telekinetic like powers while forehead gems imply more telepathic based ones. Gems found on the back generally allow the user to fly or use their magic to create some sort of wings (the kind of wings depend on the gem of course and their magic concentration).
You were born with yours directly over your heart.
Writing Prompt: Music Boxes
Tell me a tale about a child who stumbles across a beautiful set of music boxes, each depicting a different fantasy world. When one winds it, the magic melody sounds as the person is teleported there.
Writing Prompt: Pandora
After Pandora opens the box of evils and releases them upon the world, she sets out on a quest to recapture the spirits armed only with her box and with the spirit Hope on her side.
Writing Prompt: The Great Race
The time is during the industrial revolution. You are a bright young inventor who creates the design for a giant blimp of an airship. However your design is stolen and copied and produced by a rival company. But as you look over their ship, you realize that they had only stolen a rough draft version of your plans and that your is the better model. To prove yours as the better model and clear your name, you and the rival company take your ships on a race around the world.
By the Brooke 