Daily Writing Prompt Thread Thingy It'll Be Fun

[Sparrows]

have fun studying I'll talk to you later

 

[Somewhere_In_The_Clouds]

have fun studying I'll talk to you later

Well now I have to study Bye

 

[Sparrows]

Well now I have to study Bye

bye!

 

[NC_Quail]

I feel like that's going to be hard for anyone else to do, lol.

Actually, a prompt to finish someone else’s story would be pretty good

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Actually, a prompt to finish someone else’s story would be pretty good

Hm, perhaps. That is, if you have permission to do so.

 

[Eroica]

Anyone have any prompts today?

 

[Lacy Duckwing]

Anyone have any prompts today?

I can do one.

Today's Prompt: Music. This can be anywhere from a character listening to or making their own music. They can even be finding the musical rhythm in nature.

 

[Eroica]

Today's Prompt: Music. This can be anywhere from a character listening to or making their own music. They can even be finding the musical rhythm in nature.

I was thinking I had to go and make something new, and procrastinating about it because I have to do A TON of other work, but I came across this lovely thing from an old version of my story.

I love music. Music is my life, and I love to incorporate it into everything I do.

Spoiler: Excerpt from Chapter Two

She took another deep breath, preparing herself to sing to them. Her daughter pressed something on her datapad, and music started playing. It was a very recognizable melody—one that ------ could certainly remember, even for the rest of her life.

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising

Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing

To cut men free from bondage chain

That Freedom may come forever to reign.”​

A thrill rippled through the crowd. All were silent now, mesmerized. The Mistress picked up the melody again, and the people all joined in.

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising,”

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising,”

“Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing,”

“Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing,”

“To cut men free from bondage chain,”

“To cut men free from bondage chain,”

“That Freedom may come forever to reign.”

“That Freedom may come forever to reign.”

And the music got quieter once more, swelling again to reach its grand finale. It seemed that the place was filled with the song, filled with the light of it. The Cave of Columns was practically vibrating now, and ------ threw her entire self into this final repetition.

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising

Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing

To cut men free from bondage chain

That Freedom may come forever…

forever…

forever….

to reign.”​

And like that, the music died away, faded into silence. But the vibration still remained; it had not passed away. Perhaps it never would, a final, lasting testimony to freedom when all hope was lost.

It's not super good, I'm afraid. "------" is the main character - I haven't come up with a name for her yet.

 

[Sparrows]

I was thinking I had to go and make something new, and procrastinating about it because I have to do A TON of other work, but I came across this lovely thing from an old version of my story.

I love music. Music is my life, and I love to incorporate it into everything I do.

Spoiler: Excerpt from Chapter Two

She took another deep breath, preparing herself to sing to them. Her daughter pressed something on her datapad, and music started playing. It was a very recognizable melody—one that ------ could certainly remember, even for the rest of her life.

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising

Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing

To cut men free from bondage chain

That Freedom may come forever to reign.”​

A thrill rippled through the crowd. All were silent now, mesmerized. The Mistress picked up the melody again, and the people all joined in.

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising,”

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising,”

“Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing,”

“Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing,”

“To cut men free from bondage chain,”

“To cut men free from bondage chain,”

“That Freedom may come forever to reign.”

“That Freedom may come forever to reign.”

And the music got quieter once more, swelling again to reach its grand finale. It seemed that the place was filled with the song, filled with the light of it. The Cave of Columns was practically vibrating now, and ------ threw her entire self into this final repetition.

“Out of dark, out of doubt, to the day’s arising

Comes Liberty, her sword unsheathing

To cut men free from bondage chain

That Freedom may come forever…

forever…

forever….

to reign.”​

And like that, the music died away, faded into silence. But the vibration still remained; it had not passed away. Perhaps it never would, a final, lasting testimony to freedom when all hope was lost.

It's not super good, I'm afraid. "------" is the main character - I haven't come up with a name for her yet.

It's really good! I like it a lot!

 

[Eroica]

It's really good! I like it a lot!

Thank you! It's not the best that I CAN do (since this is my first version) but I am hoping to improve on it!