Writing Prompt

Spring time is over

Time to head home

To the burning pit

Of hell

I’ll spend the rest of my days

With him

I’m sorry

External drought...

It _is_ a strange sensation - _fear_.

The physical manifestation of your own mind _screaming_ at you to _run. _The chorus of a million voices in the echoing cavern of your head, warning you of the terrors that lie ahead. The battle against your own body’s unconscious need to turn and flee the existential threat standing before you; or, as I was all too well aware, behind you, too.

As the gates of...

As Georgy came to the door of his apartment, he saw a letter on the floor that was not put inside. He picked it up and turned it around. It was dark blue with his name inscribed in gold in the front. He stood there confused and opened the envelope.

Inside was an invitation to go to the underworld! It said the recipient was Hades and he wanted to talk to him. Hades? He thought of this as a joke a...

This is not good. Normal people don’t get letters from Hades demanding they meet him, do they?

Maybe I’m just special.

I tried to think back to all that I had done this past week.

I stole some ambrosia squares when i almost died.

I stabbed a Fury so I wouldn’t die.

I took a bath in the Styx so it was harder to die.

Listen, being a demigod is hard.

But all that hard work is for nothing. If Hades wa...

I’ve never seen a place that could exclude such luxury and comfort yet feel so unerving. Onyx black marble walls surrounded me and whispered warnings of their owner: “Careful,” they whispered, “upsetting him would destin worse then your demise”. Or perhaps those were just my own thoughts? Do the walls know what I think? Can they hear what I feel?! Are-Do they—

“I’ve seen you’ve made it, good.” Had...

Well….this can’t be good, I thought staring at the black and lightly smoking envelope in my hand, my name written in silver ink. I flipped it over and opened the flap, snapping the black and silver seal with Hades own insignia.

I slid out the thick black card inside. In the same silver ink all it said was:

1:00am Friday

Apollo’s Diner

I loo...

*sounds of laughter and joy

“Raise your chalices!”

“My friends! Thank you for joining me today! as we celebrate yet, another battle won. I stand here by you all as a king who has united our entire country under one rule and that is mine. King Baal.

For generations prior kings have tried and failed. But I cannot leave out my countrymen who followed me in battle. Many times we’ve come face to fa...

The phone resting on the nightstand chirped and buzzed. Caleb ignored it in favor of his Tinder date. She was way too hot to be distracted from. Way hotter than his usual hookup, Brittany. Though that was unfair to Brittany she was as great girl who obviously had some personal stuff to figure out.

They got back to fumbling around in his undersized bed. The room was dim and as Caleb scaled down t...

Breathing daggers into the glass,she is faced with a hodge podge of colourful light from the other side that resembles an ink map drenched with seawater.

“Stuck in an aquarium…”she grumbles and ,flinging the embers of the melancholy desert around with her leather boots,she begins to scale the perimeter.Where she is stood the glass is thicker than the crust of the earth but if she traces with her f...

Thea’s father had only ever requested breakfast in her room twice before this morning. One was the ten year anniversary of her mother’s passing, before the ceremony and feast. Before the kingdom got a slice of their grief, they spent a quiet hour together as he recounted stories of her mother, her beauty, and the things Thea did that reminded the king of his bride.

The second time was the morning...