Prompt: People have stopped dying. Scientists can’t figure out why. You are a priest who has just graduated from seminary. You find Death terrified and hiding in the darkest corner of creation.
Prompt: God is gone. What angels remain are out of a job.
(Would like to note this was written when I was using my old Reddit username, not my current one: MicahCastle)
Prompt: She was walking down the abandoned, useless train tracks, over broken rails and bent metal… but then in the distance, she can see a headlight, and the unmistakable sound of a moving locomotive.
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Prompt: You tear down a wall in your basement to find a tunnel system connecting to all your neighbors houses.
Prompts: While walking through the woods, you see a creature, unfamiliar to you, wounded. It begs for help.
Before my first story of this new series, I’d like to explain it a little. When I’ve hit a road block with my current writing schedule, I write prompts over at /r/writingprompts. With these posts here, I plan on editing and re-posting the ones that get more than average attention, or ones that I personally enjoy. Without further adieu, here we go…
Prompt: You want to sell your soul to the devil, but you find out your parents already did when you were a baby. You must now sort it out with underworld collections.