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Prompt: Rage
She plants her boots until she’s rooted, and ready to engage. The axe on her shoulder wielded by solid hands — a resolve to match. A demon adversary with Goosander fangs enters the fray. With mottled purple flesh, like Gloxinia Empresses, poised to attack. A towering wolf. His fur, and the fog, are the same…
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Prompt: Intertwine
By morn, my son returns. His memory fragmentary. In the thickest of nights, he leaves. Hypnotized. To the depths of the wilderness, lured by a melody. I worry about the strange emptiness in his eyes. “I am at ease in the arms of my beloved,” he assures me. My son and his wife, their fates…
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Prompt: Sublime
Her village, nothing more than scorched wood on a map. A cursed land. Mother says she owes her life to the wolves. At eighteen, sturdy, and ripe, she chops lumber, and lifts her axe with limber ease. The wind scratching her cheeks, so sublime, she fails to heed eventide until she hears them. Demons. Prowling…
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Prompt: Memory
Her earliest memory. Burning lumber, and strangled screams. He feels as solid as hickory. The heady smell of soil, and the comfort of matted emery fur under her belly as she hangs bonelessly — draped over him like a mantle. Running. Running. Running. Two umber eyes are the last kindness she sees. Her adopted mother…
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Prompt: Heart
Plouton’s realm is guarded, as is his heart. A perished land, the unseen one presides Goddess of Spring offers her loving warmth Hark thee, King, she sings, your dread Queen has arrived! I, Persephone, will be yours — ichor and soul, flesh and bones. My undying devotion, I hope to depart with one hundred roses.…
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Prompt: Alacrity
Darling! Darling! Tap tap tap! Her casement window rapped. On the other side — in the blackest of nights — a rakish, ruby-eyed chap. The demon king extends his hand to his lover behind the glass. I’ve come to whisk you away. Together, we shall lord over my domain. I promise vitality. I promise eternity.…