Laura D. Bastian blog: fantasy prompts

Thursday, August 7, 2014

Wonhundred Word Wednesday

This week's prompt:

There was a strange wailing sound coming from the next room.

A strange wailing sound caught my ears. I put my tools down and listened closely, trying to figure out what it could be. My apprentice had gone home hours ago, and no one in their right mind would be visiting someone like me this late at night. I doubted it was a cat. They had learned to stay away as well.

I blew out the candle and gripped the long handled needel used to punch holes in the leather I’d been working on.

Easing myself up quietly, I moved to the door. A familiar scent reached me.

I’d been found.

Time to check out the other blogs and see what they came up with.

Wendy Knight, Author: www.wendyknightauthor.blogspot.com

Kelly Martin, Author: www.kellymartinbooks.blogspot.com

Alison Woods (Peering Into. . .): http://alisonmillerwoods.wordpress.com/

Jessica Winn, The Distracted Writer:http://thedistractedwriter.com/

R.K. Grow: http://www.rkgtheauthor.com/

Stephanie Worlton's Kreating Krazy blog: http://stephanieworlton.blogspot.com/

Leah Sanders, inklings: http://inklings-leahsanders.blogspot.com/

Jaclyn Weist http://jaclynweist.blogspot.com

Amryn Scott http://wildscottkids.wordpress.com/

K.R. Wilburn http://www.krwilburn.com/my-blog.html

Lindzee Armstrong/Lydia Winters http://lindzeearmstrong.blogspot.com

Miranda D. Nelson http://www.mirandadnelson.blogspot.com/

Angela Schroeder http://angelaschroederauthor.blogspot.com/

Ginny Romney http://romneyrants.blogspot.com/

Canda Mortensen http://candamortensen.blogspot.com

Jenna Eatough http://mistglenmoon.net/blog/

Starimprint: http://starimprint.blogspot.com/

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

Two WonHundred words Wednesday

WonHundred Word Wednesday turned into a two-fer. I was on vacation last week and missed the post, but I can't help myself, I wanted to make sure I wrote one for all of the prompts. So this week's first, then last weeks last. Hope you will humor me and check em both out. ;)

Reluctantly he handed over the key.

He looked into my eyes. His own brimmed with tears.

“Are you sure?” I asked.

He swallowed and nearly shook his head. His right hand clenched tight enough his knuckles turned white.

“As much as I wish it wasn’t this way, I can’t keep pretending any longer.” He looked down at his fist.

I longed to reach up and wipe away the tear that had escaped. He wouldn’t appreciate that though.

He took a slow breath and opened his hand, revealing a skeleton key. “You are now the only thing keeping the world from a slow painful death.”

No pressure.

My heart pounded wildly

I’d run as far as I could and still didn’t know if I would live another moment. The sounds of pursuit were gone, but the cold chill running down my spine had intensified. My heart pounded wildly as I gasped for air.

I leaned against the brick wall, hands splayed against the roughness, ready to bolt the second I saw signs of danger.

But would I actually see it?

If only I had listened to my mother when she told me not to open that old wardrobe. Whoever said it was the entrance to Narnia must have been high.

Jerk.