Writing Challenge ~ April 2015

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WRITING CHALLENGE ~ APRIL 2015​


My sincere apologies for the late start to this month’s challenge. Preparations for my own participation in Camp Nanowrimo this month meant the end of March crept up on me a bit! :eek:

But. Better late than never, eh?

As always, massive thankyous to those who participated in last month’s challenge! :rose:

And so as not to make you wait any longer, here are your prompts for April.

Enjoy!

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(As its Easter I figured this would be an appropriate prompt.
If you recognise the lyric and want to reference the song/show in your piece then go for it. :rose: )


You can involve the prompts themselves in your piece and make your link to the prompts as obvious or as subtle as you like or use them simply as inspiration for something else. You can use part of the prompts, just one aspect of the images, or use them in their entirety.

As there are several prompts you can of course chose to use all of them in one piece or write one for each…again, it’s your writing, your challenge. You write whatever you’re inspired to write!

The word limit for this challenge is 2,250 words and your submission can take whatever form you desire – poetry or prose, complete story or a vignette. Erotic or not, serious or light hearted, it’s whatever you want it to be!!

Post only your submissions in this thread, constructive comments and reviews are to be posted in the appropriately named – Comment and Review Thread :D

And please, if you do take the time to read? Please just take a few more minutes to leave a comment. :rose:

The deadline for this month’s challenge is Thursday 30th April 2015, with May’s challenge hopefully going live in the following days.

Previous challenges and reviews can be found here.

Happy writing!
 
Veritas Vitae Viridis

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The song of Spring is sung (is sung) in saturated soil, soaked in rain and tears and blood (our blood), where forest spirits toil. In timbre low from timbers boughs the satyr keeps the tempo. From leaves on high the fairies fly, flutt'ring altos in concerto. Where water flows the pixies go with nymphs along for comp'ny. When taken whole, the symph'ny grows, viridian and lovely.

The song of Spring is sung (is sung) in wind and storm, in lightning warm, in temperance noon and morning. In baritone, in earth and bone, the thunder pounds as drumbeats. From roots and stems, from brook and glen, the canto then completes.

In the green heart of the forest, the song of Spring is sung. Within its echoes and its harmonies, life becomes truth and truth becomes life, evermore as one.
 
Cursed By Another Woman

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I woke up one morning in a strange bed
And discovered that I was totally naked
And a white cat was sleeping next to me
In the spot where a hot chick was supposed to be
Which made me get slowly out of bed.

You see, it was inside this one sports bar
Which was not a few blocks too far
From the place that I just woke up in
That I saw this platinum blonde babe spin
Around in a leather jacket while carrying a jar.

She sat next to me and let out a smile
That looked like it was as long as a mile
Before she opened the jar and said, "Drink!",
Which I had done in spite of the smell of stink
That might had came from some dog shit pile.

But after I gulped it all down, my head
Started pounding like someone trying to escape the dread
That had suddenly appeared from out of nowhere
And I had no choice but to let her get me out of there
And drive me over to her place instead.

When we got there, I was so shit faced drunk
That I was unable to stop myself from taking a dunk
In a bathtub filled with water while still dressed
Before she joined me in the tub and carressed
My whole body while not seeing me as a skunk.

Then, after we got out of the tub
And our wet clothes, she began to rub
Some sort of cream on me before doing the trick
Of dropping to her knees and sucking my dick
Like she was totally out of grub.

That was before I lifted her naked
Ass off the floor and on the bed
Just in time for me to give a hard fucking
To that ass while she was making
Herself say words that were not being translated.

After I got out of her butt and
Allowed myself to slide off the bed and stand
At the edge of it, I grabbed that blonde bitch
By the thighs and showed her how great that itch
Was by giving her pussy a fucking that was so grand.

And while I was sucking on each tit
And holding on to her shoulders, she yelled out some shit
About a transformation taking place before
We both finally stopped ourselves from doing the fucking chore
On the bed and fell into a deep sleep on it.

Anyway, that was all before I woke with a hangover
And got my ass out of bed and over
To the bathroom where I splashed water on my face
And saw in the mirror the blonde owner of the place
With her hands on my chest and saying, "It is finally over."

And of course, that made me walk back to the cat
And see that there was no sign of even a single rat
On that bed before she placed her hand on my shoulder
And said, "You see, I was cursed by another
Woman. But now, that curse is over. I am no longer that cat."
 
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