A Writer's Wonderland

(This scene takes place after a battle and the characters are all about 14) Oliver Mcdonald lay on the ground, a sword protruding from his gut. His breathing was ragged, but at least he was alive. For how long, though, none of his friends could guess.  Skye Verso wrapped her hands around the hilt of the blade while Dove Paloma squeezed Oliver's hand. Kai Verso held bandages ready for the moment the sword was extracted.  “3… 2… 1…” Skye yanked the sword out and it clattered on the grass. Kai immediately set to work, bandaging the stab wound as fast as his fingers would allow.  Oliver was becoming limp in Dove’s arms, but his breathing was steadying. She let out a sob-sigh and began to quietly sing their old joke.  “Ol’ Mcdonald had a farm-” her voice cracked.  Kai smiled crookedly and continued the whispered song, “E-i-e-i-o.” “Shut up,” groaned Oliver’s barely conscious form.  “Let’s get you to the infirmary, ol,” Skye said meekly.  He tried to say som...

The wind raged on the mountain, snow hailing down on Luke and Albina. Normal people would have gotten frostbite, being out in this weather, yet neither girl nor boy felt anything but the cold at the beginning of a calm winter.  Of course, Luke knew that was because they had Queen Icylin’s gift. The Queen… she’d given orders to avoid the forest below with more caution than usual. She’d told her warriors the spirits were loose and she’d sent Eira to warn the guardians of the place. Oddly, the forest-people didn’t give themselves a name. All Luke actually knew about them was their ability to transform into animals. Albina yelled something, though it was whisked away by the wind, and pointed to a hole in the mountain. Luke got the message, and the pair trudged toward the Cave.  The second they stepped inside, Luke’s senses took note of way too many things at once. He knew the information could be useful, but he also knew he couldn’t throw it around or see it until he needed it, th...

  DIALOGUE PROMPT: “Wanting a Mcdonalds is not a medical emergency.” Sydney and Charlie were staying over at Leo’s house. The trio had decided to spend a weekend together, spending nights at Leo’s place and days outside. Leo lay on a couch, reading a book, when Charlie and Sydney charged in, yelling, “LEO!! IT’S A MEDICAL EMERGENCY!”  Leo was glad his dad was on a business trip, or he’d be in trouble for his friends yelling in the house. He sat up, and looked at his friends. both were just fine.  “What’s a medical emergency?” he asked, confused. He’d trained as a medic at camp, but there was nothing wrong with either of his friends. “We need Mcdonalds, Leo!” Charlie burst out.  “Lots of Mcdonalds, Leo!” Sydney agreed. Leo rolled his eyes, “Wanting Mcdonalds is not a medical emergency.” His friends pouted and gave him puppy eyes, Sydney even made her baby seal face, which she saved for special occasions.  “Okay, Mcdonalds. Because it’s a medical emergency,” Leo l...

This is an excerpt from a novel I'm hoping to finish soon. It's a character death, but the whole excerpt is a bit long, so I'm just giving you the end, for now. Background information? This takes place about two days after a battle with a dragon seeking revenge. The location is a sort of summer camp in a forest for kids who can transform into animals (one animal per kid). Sydney and Charlie are 15 and Leo is 16. The others are side characters and I haven't given them exact ages yet, but they range from 13 - 17. That's all I had to say, Stay safe guys, and Happy new year (I know I'm pretty late).   Sydney couldn’t take it anymore. Charlotte (One of the medics who had taken over so Leo, Ashley, Lucas, and Sydney could rest) promised her she’d watch Charlie and wake her if he needed her or Leo, so Sydney dejectedly lay down in her bunk in the little cabin she’d shared with Leo and Charlie for the past three years.  She woke up at around 11 in the night to find Leo ...

A tree looms over me. From afar, it looks like a normal cherry blossom, but close up I can see it's special. It has an aura of the past, as though someone zapped it into the future. The clouds drift away, revealing the bright afternoon sun, causing the tree to glimmer. As my eyes adjust to the glimmering tree and the bright sun, I realize it’s only the light pink leaves that are shimmering.  I reach up and brush my fingers against a leaf. Then, I lightly pluck it and turn it over. A picture shimmers there, a picture of a little me and another girl. Amazed, I pluck another leaf, this one with words. As I read, my theory is confirmed. This is the memory tree. A tree that holds the beauty of my world within its leaves, for every leaf, holds a forgotten memory. Suddenly, the tree has me entranced. I must read more, see more wonderful, beautiful memories. I pluck leaf after leaf, remembering memory after memory. I reach up, hungrily, wanting to see more of the beauty of my world. My mem...

Hot. Burning. Fire.  coming this way. must run, must move.  I try, but I cant. I'm anchored to the ground.  Fire. Burning everything in its path. Try harder, move still can't. Heat, licking my body. Doom, spreading through me Fire, burning me... and then, it was just another that the fire has destroyed. Hey guys, Nia here, just wanted to give you some info on the description. In case you haven't guessed, it's from the perspective of a tree during a forest fire. I wrote it because this is what I think a tree would feel when it's watching its friends burn down and then ultimately, being burned itself. And yes, plants can feel, they can be hurt, and maybe they don't have emotions, but they can still tell when danger is near, and they even communicate with other plants. Plants are amazing, and they give us so much, I feel it's only fair if we protect them in return.  #SaveTheTrees

Keeping a journal is a great idea right now (and always). Writing down your thoughts and feeling can be very therapeutic and keeping a journal has been known to decrease stress. How should you start, you might ask? It's very simple, and here is how: Step 1: Find a notebook. This can be a simple composition book or anything you like! if you want, you can decorate your book, or you can leave it plain. There are plenty of cute ideas online! Step 2: Get something to write with. Now that you have a book, find something to write with. You can use pens, pencils, markers, whatever you want. However, I do recommend just using a simple ballpoint pen, because journals are meant for you, spelling mistakes are okay, and you don't need to think twice about what you write. Markers tend to bleed through the pages, and pencils fade over time. Step 3: Write. Whether you write every day, once a week, or just when you feel like it, remember to update your diary. Somedays, you might want to jot dow...

Hi everyone! Today i have a writing/art prompt for you. If you choose to write, your first words are 'Once upon a time...' You can continue however you'd like. Your story doesn't have to be about a princess, it can be about anything, the only rule is that it has to start with 'Once upon a time...' If you choose art, draw or make something that was inspired by a fairytale or the words 'once upon a time.' Now, you can send me your work through this  link ! I would love to see what you come up with, and i will also right a 'once upon a time' story that i will share with all of you! Always remember your imagination is the limit, Nia K

Hi everyone, Today i have something different for you. The trick i'm about to tell you about helps me clear my mind, and i hope it is useful to you as well. Here we go! Now, close your eyes and imagine you are somewhere dark (like an empty room). Imagine you are standing by an edge (or in a corner). Imagine that opposite you is a bottomless, dark abyss (You can't fall in. remember that). Pull all your thoughts into a ball. Invision it, roll it up with your hands. Imagine your ball of thoughts and invision it in a sealed box. Imagine kicking the box into the abyss. Open your eyes. Your thoughts are gone, nothing but a faint whisper remains. As long as you don't try to think those thoughts, they should only be a whisper at the back of your mind. A whisper you can barely hear. This trick might or might not work for you, but give it a try! Stay safe, Nia K

Write a story about what you would do if you got zapped into your favorite TV show/movie. Who would you meet? where would you stay? are there any must-go places you just have to see? Think about what it would be like to talk to your favorite character (not someone in costume). Would you tell the characters about where you really come from? would you ever leave? You could come up with a new protagonist and help the characters defeat them. Just remember, Have fun with it. You can add pictures, or if you want a real twist, make the characters pop-up in your bedroom/school/house. And yeah, this is basically a fan-fiction. Your imagination is the limit, and keep writing! Nia k