Writing Prompt: “The villagers call you their guardian spirit that has protected them since the time of ashes, in truth you are a monstrosity of war that protects the village in an attempt to clear your conscience.” Years ago a group of travelers came upon the valley with the slow-flowing river. The crystal water which... Continue Reading →
Tears streaming down my face. Not sure how to even speak. Fists balled up. I just want to wake. This can't be happening. Not to me. Not to us. Us against the world I scream. As you step behind enemy lines. Shattered pieces don't fit together. You took just enough to leave holes in my... Continue Reading →
Hello Internet! I feel like I always start these Weekly Blogs by apologizing that it has been so long since I’ve published a Weekly Blog. Blogs went from weekly to monthly and then I didn’t put out a single Blog in September. But I’m here. This is a Weekly Blog and I want to use... Continue Reading →
Writing Prompt: “The Yellow lines on the hallway sped by in a blur, and we flew through the night, and we felt free. But we weren’t, and we knew it. We were running away from something, and running away was never the path to freedom. I thought about telling John to turn back. I thought... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 