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➵ Table of Contents
ㅤ 3/2 ⌲ Goal
ㅤ 3/2 ⌲ Fan-fi Daily - Partners
ㅤ 3/3 ⌲ Fan-fi Daily - A Day in Fan-fiction
ㅤ 3/4 ⌲ Contemplation of Magic
ㅤ 3/4 ⌲ New Word: Peternatural
ㅤ 3/7 ⌲ A continuation
ㅤ 3/7 ⌲ Weekly - Types of Writing
ㅤ 3/7 ⌲ Fan-fi Weekly
ㅤ 3/8 ⌲ A Shadowy Threat
ㅤ 3/8 ⌲ Test
ㅤ 3/9 ⌲ Fan-fi Daily - Hope and Despair
ㅤ 3/15 ⌲ Time Flies
ㅤ 3/16 ⌲ A Test but not really
ㅤ 3/18 ⌲ A Successful Mission
ㅤ 3/18 ⌲ Fan-fi Daily - Poems
ㅤ 3/20 ⌲ Weekly - Inspiration
ㅤ 3/23 ⌲ A Battle

Daily | March 2, 2022

One of my goals for SWC is learning how to write good dialogue and how to get to know my characters and their personality. I want to meet my word goal of 10,000 words(although that might be a bit far-fetched) and I also want to get at least 2 keys. We must get our talisman repaired first! (plus, it’ll be fun to gloat) Another goal I have is improving my writing in general and keeping the tone consistent. I want to write in a way that communicates what I envision in my head in a fun and exciting way. I also want to remember not to put in my thoughts and ideas, but the thoughts and actions of my characters. It’s kind of a bad habit. I also want to become a full guardian. My goal is to get 320 shards to open 4 portals which means that all of us would get a PFP! Which is awesome. But mostly, I just want to beat the other groups. Protectors for the win! (now, how many words was that? Maybe I should write 200 words ah yes) My goal for this piece of writing is to write more than 200 words. There can never be too many words! (oh, look at that, I reached 200 words nice.) Hey, wait does this mean I got a key? How many words makes one shard?

233 words | 1/2 page

Fan-fi Weekly | March 1-9, 2022

How to Train Your Dragon + Wings of Fire

I looked out at the horizon, wondering if I’d see him again. If I did, that would be wonderful but I doubt it. The portal has closed and I haven’t heard anything for the past few years. I thought I saw fleeting glimpses of him in shadows and water. Perhaps I wished for him. Perhaps I don’t. It doesn’t matter now. What mattered was focusing on my task. My dragon flapped her huge wings, flying across the water towards an island. Berk. Or, at least, I thought it’s Berk. I checked my map again and sure enough, there was Berk.
We landed on Berk after an hour of flying. I refilled our canteen’s of water and looked around at this island. I could tell that there had been many people walking here. Suddenly, the bushes rustled and a black dragon came out. My dragon shook her black and ice-blue head and narrowed her amber eyes. Her tail, with a poisonous barb at the end, flicked back and forth threateningly. She snarled and opened her mouth, revealing her venom shooting fangs. The black dragon’s eyes dilated and it crouched down. I could see a dark blue glow coming from his mouth. The bushes rustled again and a brown haired boy came out of the bushes. I drew my sword and it set on fire, burning white. My eyes burned the same white fire and I readied myself. He paused, looking very surprised to see my dragon and I. He stared at my dragon as her black tipped tail flicked back and forth. He put his hand on the black dragon’s head and it relaxed.
He looked at me and said, “I’m Hiccup.”
I replied, “I’m Kelia.
He smiled at me and said, “I’ve never seen your dragon before. What’s she called?”
“Her name or her species?”
“Both.”
I sheathed my sword and let the white fire die. The fire in my eyes faded.
I said, “Her name is Horizon and she’s a cross between a Rainwing, Nightwing, Sandwing, Skywing, Nightwing and Icewing.”
He blinked and says, “Wow, I’ve never heard of those before.”
“They’re not from this wor-here. They live… elsewhere.”
“Oh. I’d love to see them one day. Can you show me where they live?”
“Not until the por- I mean, later. I’m on a mission right now.”
He looked at me, confused. I shrugged, inwardly yelling at myself for slipping up so many times. I couldn’t tell him about the portals to the other worlds. That would be disastrous. My dragon stalked up next to me and glared at the black dragon.
I gestured towards the dragon and asked, “Who’s your dragon?”
“This is Toothless and he’s the last Nightfury.”
“He can retract his teeth? Interesting.”
Hiccup looked surprised and nodded, “Yeah. He can shoot plasma blasts.”
“Cool. Horizon can spit venom, turn things into ice with her touch, breathe fire, has a poisonous tail, can camaflouge, fly really fast, read minds and see the future.”
His eyes widen and he says, “Whoa, that’s a bit overkill, isn’t it?”
“Yeah, that’s why I brought her here. She’s not safe in Pyr-in her old home.”
“Well, Berk’s home to a ton of dragons so if you want to live here, you can.”
“That’s very generous but we just need to deliver a message and travel to the next chec-I mean, island.”
I glared at myself, wishing I would stop almost giving myself away. My dragon peered suspiciously at Hiccup.
I smile and say, “ Can you take me to Stoick?”
He blinked and said, “You know him?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Huh,” he turned away and said, “Follow me then!”
Toothless followed Horizon, Hiccup and I as we walked through the bushes and undergrowth of the old forest. Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah My footsteps were silent as we traveled towards the village of Berk. My dragon glared around her with her fierce glowing eyes, watching for threats. I placed my hand on her head to calm her. If anyone attacks us, they’ll be sorry before their blow lands.
We arrive at the village, full of bustling people and dragons. There’s a lot of color and interesting machines. Hiccup leads me to a forge. Inside, there’s saddles, leather, weird machines and tools. This must be a saddle-building place.

722 words | 1 1/2 pages

Poems
Limerick
A cat once jumped on a bush
and said it turned to mush
it seeped away
the cat stayed
to watch the mush turn to slush

26 words

Free verse
I am creative and imaginative.
I wonder about what it's like to live as an adventurer
I hear the wings of a Pegasus
I see a phoenix rising with it's feathers flaming
I want air-fried chicken.
I am creative and imaginative.

I pretend I'm in the mountains, exploring.
I feel the cold gusts of wind on my face
I touch the vast sky.
I worry about falling
I cry for nothing
I am creative and imaginative

I understand that reality is real
I say that I am loved
I dream that I'm running in the mountains
I try to focus.
I hope I dream about my secret wishes
I am creative and imaginative.

114 words

Monorhyme
The green tall bushy bush
Stood on a yard
It turned into dark brown slush
The cat brought some lard
(and a card)

23 words

Acrostic
I hated frogs

Lo and behold the pond where the frogs live
Oh, how I smashed them
Vertina disapproved but,
Exciting it was to see the smashed frogs

Common actions were they to rid the earth of frogs
Appearance of lime green slime
To see them made me feel sick
Smashed were the frogs and now I'm happy

58 words

Epitaph
She loved like a sister
She cared like a mother
She gave all she could
She never gave up
Not even when the whole world told her that she couldn't do it
Now she's smashing frogs and writing poems.
She inspires people to smash frogs.
She really does hate them
The frogs, that is
Before, she didn't hate frogs
But that was before
Before she read the story about the frogs
She tries her best
She fights when she needs to
She watches for the right moments
Then
Then, she….
smashes the frogs!
Bam Bam!

95 words

Essay
One of the reasons why I write is because it's fun. It gives me something to do, other than reading and doing homework. Simply writing a short story is strangely fulfilling. Writing makes me feel accomplished and is something I can look forward to. Whenever I sit down to write, I always feel excited and eager to let my imagination loose. I love having the change to be creative. I really enjoy putting my thoughts into words. The only time when it's hard to write is when I'm out of ideas. Or when I'm tired. Like right now. When I'm out of ideas, I like to sleep on it. Usually, I get ideas when I'm just laying in bed, thinking about things. I also like to watch movies for inspiration and reference books for ideas.

I write also because I have a lot of great and fun ideas for stories. I make up these stories in my head until I practically have a whole book. I usually don't start writing until I've had some time to think of these short stories. Then I merge the stories into a book. Or a longer story. I never really finish a book so right now, all my books are just short stories. For example, the one I'm writing right now. I was inspired by a book my brother wrote and a movie. I created a character and started making up little adventures in my head until I decided that I'd write a book about my character. I have a really big imagination, so big that I scare myself by imagining that something's behind me. I once was walking down a hallway and I thought about Slappy the dummy and then I got scared and walked faster. That was not fun.

Writing is very calming as well. It's like therapy but you don't have to go anywhere. You just sit down and write. My favorite places to write are on my bed, on my bed using a desk and laying on my bed. So, basically, I just write on my bed. The most relaxing time to write is during afternoons or while it's raining. There's just something about writing while raining. It's super calming and enjoyable. Once, I came home early on a Saturday and I sat on my bed and just wrote for two hours. It was the best time I'd had since school started. It was super relaxing, calming and really made me feel good.

In conclusion, I write because it's fun and enjoyable. I write because I have many ideas for stories. And I write because it's a extremely calming thing to do, on a rainy day or on a calm sunny day. Anyone who hates writing is missing out on the best parts of writing. Writing is relaxing, fulfilling and will help you get into great schools. Learning to write now will enable you to write excellent essays, applications and you may even get your book published. You'll be famous! So, start writing today! (brought to you by catorchid)

510 words | 1 page

Script writing

LYESSA dashes across the stage, chasing A BLACK SHADOW.

LYESSA
(playfully)I’m gonna get you! Haha, you can’t escape me!

BLACK SHADOW
(playfully)No, you’re not and yes, I can! You’ll see! I’m faster this time!

LYESSA spreads her wings and flaps them, propelling her towards the BLACK SHADOW. She leaps and pins the BLACK SHADOW down.

BLACK SHADOW
(frustated)Ow! Hey, not fair! How come you always catch me?

LYESSA
(triumphant)‘cause I’m faster, that’s why! C’mon Kyanite! Let’s go for a walk.

LYESSA hops off KYANITE. The two head off for a walk in the woods.

KYANITE
(confused)Hey, did you see that weird shadow?

LYESSA looks around, confused. She sees nothing

LYESSA
(confused)Huh? What shadow?

KYANITE looks around, searching for the shadow she saw.

KYANITE
(confused) It was right over there, just a few seconds ago! I promise, I’m not making it up! There was a cat in the woods!

LYESSA
(calming and comforting) I believe you, let’s go check it out. Maybe the cat’s just hiding somewhere. There’s lots of adventuring cats nowadays.

The two go deeper into the woods, searching for the shadow cat. After an hour, they give up.

KYANITE
(frustrated) Argh! Maybe I just imagined it… But I’m sure somecat was here.

The sun starts to set, casting shadows across the woods. LYESSA and KYANITE look around, scared.

LYESSA
(nervously) Let’s go back before anything bad happens. I hate being lost in the dark…

Something rustles near them. a pair of bright amber eyes glares at them. The scent of fox fills LYESSA and KYANITE’s nostrils. They look at each other in terror.

LYESSA and KYANITE
(terrified and panicked) FOX! RUN!!

The two flee in terror, breaking branches and crashing through the bushes. They make it to the edges of the wood and stop for a rest

KYANITE
(shakily and relieved) Whew! That was close..

LYESSA nods in agreement. They turn to walk back to the village. The sun has almost set and the sky has darkened.

Scene darkens and blacks out

Fades into a dark shadowed clearing with a small group of cats. They all have glowing eyes and cloaks. Only their sillhouetes are visible.

SHADOW CAT 1
(angry and urgent)We need to attack now! We should have attacked yesterday!

SHADOW CAT 2
(anxious)We still need more time! We have no idea what we’re going into!

SHADOW CAT 3
(Hysterical)What if the plan goes wrong?! What if we’re found out?!

The arguing falls silent when a green-eyed sillhouete enters the clearing. The cat glares around her, demanding respect and silence. All cats look away from her gaze.

GREEN EYED CAT
(calm and serious)We attack in two days. Prepare yourselves. Now go, leave no trace. Come back when the moon is high.

The cat disperse leaving the GREEN EYED CAT

GREEN EYED CAT
This is for my family…. I’m not giving up until they’ve been avenged….

Scene fades to black

Fades in to a scene in the village the next morning. LYESSA and KYANITE are walking together and talking about muffins

LYESSA
(longing and excited)My favorite muffins are tripple berry muffins with crumb topping! They’re soooo good!! And juicy!

KYANITE
(happy and excited)Yeah! They’re the best muffins ever! Let’s go get like a million of them at the bakery!

LYESSA
Great idea! That sounds awesome! And we can go over to our hideout and eat cup o noodles!

KYANITE
Yes!!! Let’s do it! Ooh, I’m getting hungry just by thinking about it….

The two cats run off to buy muffins. They then go to their hideout in a forest. It’s a clearing with a tree fort, a stream running into a creek and berry bushes. They pull out their stash of cup o noodles, start a fire, boil water and eat noodles and muffins.

KYANITE
(content) Mmmmmm, this is sooooo good! Let’s put on some music!

LYESSA
Yeah! Good idea!

LYESSA pulls out a radio and puts on relaxing music. The two friends eat and relax as the warm afternoon passes peacefully.

scene fades and blacks out

A black cat chases a squirrel up a tree, catching it right before it escapes. The cat jumps down from the tree and heads back to his den. Suddenly, the bushes rustle and two guards from the palace jump out.

GUARD 1
(surpised and demanding)Hey! Stop right there and drop the squirrel!!

The cat runs off, paws flying. He’s running fast but the squirrel is weighing him down. The two guards shout threats as they slowly gain on him. He hisses angrily and drops the squirrel, escaping into the thick woods.

GUARD 1
(to other guard) Go and search for that black cat. If you find him, arrest him immediently. If you don’t find him, we’ll need to alert the queen. Meet back here in two hours.

GUARD 1 picks up the fat squirrel and puts it in a cloth bag.

scene fades and blacks out

830 words | 3 1/2 pages

Non-fiction writing

1st piece
I woke up in a start, sweating. The room was still dark. It must be around midnight. I looked around, scared. I regretted reading that horror comic earlier that day. It was scary and disturbing, to say the least. But my friend said it was good so….. I read it. But I shouldn’t have. Now I was in bed, overheating and sweating but too scared to throw back my covers. I wasn’t sure what I was scared of, but I was scared of something. I was just scared. I lay in bed for a few minutes, wondering what I should do. My brother’s snoring sounded above me as I tried to fall asleep again. All I wanted to do was fall asleep and escape the fear.

But, once again, my brother’s snoring kept me awake. I was getting way too hot. I wriggled around under my cover, wondering if I should go splash some water on my face. I finally worked up enough courage to get out of my bed and make my way to the bathroom. I forced myself to go slowly and not rush. I wasn’t sure why. I got to the bathroom and splashed water on my face, cooling my down a little. I got back into bed at the same calm slow pace, even though my heart told me to hurry. I flipped my blanket around so I wasn’t as hot and told myself that it was just irrational fear and that there really was nothing to be afraid of. I kept repeating that to myself. I tried drinking water, daring to get up and grab my water bottle.

I wondered why I listened to my friend. I thought about the times where I used poor judgement. This was the worst. I’d never seen anything like it. Now those images of frightening horror were engraved in my head. I tried telling myself that they were fake and would never happen, that they weren’t real and never were. It helped a little, but my fear was still there. The snoring of my brother did not help matters. I felt irritated, tired, scared but not overheating.

Eventually, my brother finally stopped snoring and I slowly fell back asleep, telling myself not to be afraid. It didn’t work but I tried to think of other things. The ominous darkness of my room didn’t help my fear. I finally fell asleep. I woke up twice the night. In the morning, my fear was gone, replaced by a lingering shadow of my old fear. I was confused and tired, having not gotten a good sleep. I went to school and told my friend about last night. She told me that she went through that all the time. I asked her why. She said it was because she read a lot of horror comics and watched scary things. I could never do that. I want to sleep tonight.

486 words | 1 page

2nd piece
It was another day of circuit training. While you may think that circuit training is hard, useless and exhausting, I can definitely tell you otherwise. It’s exhausting, sure, but beneficial for health. When I did circuit training, each of us had to pick five exercises. I picked squats, plank, lunges, arm circles and jumping jacks. We then had to do four sets of each exercise for 45 seconds. It went like this: Squats for 45 seconds, a plank for 45 seconds, lunges for 45 seconds, arm circles for 45 seconds and jumping jacks for 45 seconds. We did that four times.

It was a bit confusing at first but it was all cleared up soon enough. After doing circuit training for the first time, I was really, really, really ,really sore for the next 4 days. I could hardly walk down the stairs! But I definitely felt a change. I was stronger, much stronger. By the time I finished circuit training, I was like 50% stronger than before I started circuit training.

It exercises your muscles, improves your strength, improves your health and makes you feel good! Even though I tripped over a cone because of my exhaustion, I had a great time working out with my friends and getting stronger. It was painful at first and when I did the plank, it was hard! But it got better as I grew stronger. You will, too if you try hard and work towards a goal. It’s not so bad once you start. It’s like swimming in cold water. It’s terrible when you start out but you warm up to it as you go along. Don’t be afraid to make yourself be in pain and soreness the next day!

Your body will thank you for it! (unless you broke a bone or something. I’m talking about exercising.) I switched from squats to sit-ups but I feel like that wasn’t beneficial because they didn’t make my muscles hurt like the squats did. Every exercise is different for everyone so try all of them, see which one fits you best! Maybe it’s push ups, or burpees or mountain climbers. It’s absolutely your choice! So, try this circuit training today and feel yourself getting stronger, faster, healthier! Beat that annoying guy in track! Jump the highest in basketball! Punch the living daylights out of that bully! If at first you don’t succeed, troy, troy again!

402 words | 1 page

Hiccup and Kelia

My writing

Lyessa crept out of her bedroom quietly. She glanced around before hurrying down the stairs and out the door. She raced to the forest, the one she often went to when she needed to think. She didn’t mind being late to school. She couldn’t fall behind in class, even if she tried. Which she had. A lot of times. Which was also why she needed to think. She looked around, drinking in the mysterious beauty of the forest. Trees crowned with golden leaves, soft sweet-smelling grass, dry crackling leaves. Fresh wind weaving through the branches, sunlight smiling down. Shadows changing, the smell of the earth.

She sighed. How was she going to figure this out? To any other cat, this problem would seem so inconsequential. But to her, she felt like she was drowning in problems. It was just one crisis after another. One disaster after another. Add that to threats of war and well, that was a recipe for disaster. Lyessa leapt up into a tree and settled down on a branch. Her stomach was churning and she felt so nervous and anxious. How was she even going to do this? Actually, she was just kinda nervous. Not really anxious.

Her parents always said she worried too much but Lyessa secretly thought that her parents didn’t really care about anything. Not that they didn’t care about her. No, they loved Lyessa so much that she had to ask them to stop giving her nice but useless gifts because she had absolutely nowhere to put anything. It was just that she felt like they didn’t care about the world’s problems or about anything else. Whenever she wandered around the villages and towns of Catmewlot, she always got this feeling of dread, like something bad was about to happen. Maybe she was being paranoid. Yeah, she was overreacting. Oh well.

Suddenly, a large group of cats came out of the bushes and started setting up something.

“What are they doing?” Lyessa muttered to herself.

Oh, wait a minute. Now she remembered! There was to be a picnic in a forest somewhere in celebration of the Queen’s jubilee and then there was going to be a glass festival. Lyessa hopped down from the tree and leapt away. To be honest, she was excited because here was her chance to sell stuff and also meet new people and buy cool stuff! Who wouldn’t be excited about that? She decided to start packing things up now to take to the festival. She also planned to eat lots of triple berry muffins.

Shadows shifted in a dark alley. The scent of caves hung in the air. Every breath seemed to be noisy. Two cats walked past, talking about some sort of food. One shadow hissed impatiently under its breath. Another unsheathed its claws and gripped the earth. The biggest of the shadows tensed. A few heartbeats of complete silence passed. Then, the shadows silently slipped away, one by one.

Writing by Sophllsa

Icy fingers gripped my arm in the darkness. I trembled. My own mousy brown hair shook and I ran. Faster and faster. “Leave me alone!” I yelled. It was no human.
The faster I ran, the faster it flew. “Get away!” I shouted, running straight into the darkness.
I woke up seeing black. It was silent. No crickets were chirping, there was no sound at all. I was wrapped in something tight, and I struggled to get out. But I couldn’t. Get out, Aurora! Get out! You are in a forbidden place.
I spoke out, “Uh, anyone there?” Wrong choice. I saw movements in the darkness shifting around and heard sounds of murmuring. I shut my eyes tight but still listened. There was a short moment of silence but when I opened my eyes again, I saw a big, dark figure rise upon me. I closed my eyes again.
A voice, a woman, came into my awareness. “What are you going to do to her?” There was no reply.
What is going on? I asked myself. And there was no reply, for I did not know, of course. And I stayed quiet. Listening, I heard a few murmurs and realized there weren’t just 1 or 2, I think, inhuman beings in this place.
A deep voice shot up after about a minute. “Get up. I know you’re awake.” I knew it was talking to me. I was sort of taken aback by it, the voice sounded a bit annoyed. I waited for a moment, wondering if I should do it or not.
“Get up!”
I scoffed. But I remembered that I was stuck, wrapped in a blanket or something. “I can’t get out and you should know that!” I retorted into the dark. If I could know anything about my personality, I would know that I was a very stubborn person, and I honestly didn’t like getting ordered to do something.
I heard someone whisper, “She’s more brainless than I thought.” I scrunched my eyes and waited. I was stubborn, but I was patient. Someone sighed. I sighed. I didn’t know what to do, so I just stood there.
Momentarily, I felt something lifted off me and I was able to move again. I was so surprised, and happy. I was able to move my arms and legs! I let out a sound of astonishment. Was it me that just did that?
“No, it wasn’t you, it was me.” I was surprised by the sudden burst of sound.
“W-wait! H-how did you k-know I was thinking that? D-did I accidentally say it a-aloud?” I stuttered.
“No, you didn’t.” The voice was different from that big, dark voice before. It sounded like someone my age.
“Who are you?” I asked and got up, looking around my surroundings.
“I’m…”
I couldn’t hear anything as darkness came over me again.

My continuation:

When I woke up again, I was still in this weird dark room.

The young voice said, “I'm your guard, apparently. I'm not supposed to let you escape…. but…. ,”the voice whispers, “they didn't say I couldn't help you escape.”

I looked around, seeing only darkness.

I replied, a little confused, “Uh… but where am I?”

“Good question. I can't tell you that. All I know is that we're somewhere in under North America.”

“But you just-uh. Wait.”

“I know you're confused. Just wait for a little bit and then I'll tell you…” the voice fades away as darkness creeps into my vision

Personality Test
ㅤ ISTP

Color Test
ㅤ Orange, Red, Blue

Zodiac Test
ㅤ Cancer

Diamante
Owls
Graceful, Noble
Flying, Soaring, Swooping
Feathers, Claws, Helmets, wings
Diving, Crafting, Writing
Clever, Intellegent
Birds

16 words

Sonnet
I really love the sound of smashing frogs
It fills my ears with big squishing noise
I always find the creatures in the bog
And see the frog that very much annoys

How can I resist the lovely smashing?
It calls to me like yummy chocolate cake
I love to hear the loud sound of mashing.
And throw the nasty frogs into the lake

When I came across the slimy bigbogs
The horrid rising smell of muck and stink
I think of dozens many nasty frogs
The noisy sound they make is deafening

So now I always smash the frogs a ton
I have the nasty frogs all on the run

111 words

Limerick
The green tall bushy bush
Turned into dark brown slush
The cat smiled, pleased
For the bush had no lease
And now the bush has gone swoosh

27 words

Haiku
Marine life thrives
Lives on in the ocean deep
Color, life, vibrant

12 words

Part 1:

After reading the workshop, you'll be taking inspiration from two separate pieces of instrumental music and writing the beginnings of two separate stories (one piece of music -> one story).
Each story needs to be at least 400 words, so this part should be 800 words in total. Leave the stories unfinished

Story 1: Calming, gentle music

ㅤ The forest was a beautiful, peaceful place. The trees whispered and rustled when the wind blew. I don’t know quite how to explain the smell of the air but it smelled like the plants and the water and the scent of the trees and the flowers. It filled my lungs and cleared my head after a long, frustrating day. The splashing waterfalls and rushing rivers and babbling creeks and streams ran throughout the forest. I’d sit beside the sparkling clear water and listening to the water’s rushing. The animals were shy and quick but when I managed to get a glimpse, it was a rare beauty. I saw a doe and her fawn once. The two deer were a beautiful light brown with white spots. Their eyes were like liquid onyx, so trusting and innocent.

ㅤ They leaped so gracefully and swiftly. The fawn was my favorite, out of all of the animals in the forest. It was so soft and adorable. There were big hawks and bluejays and squirrels but the most exotic animal was the golden eagle I’d sometimes see, soaring high above the world. Its feathers were dark brown and streaked with gold. I always thought eagles were noble. The very word speaks of majesty. I used to take long walks through the forest, bare-footed. Soft grass and ferns covered the ground.

ㅤ I would press my ear against the tree’s trunk and listen for that beat, like a heart. I’d sketch out everything I saw, my pencil would wear out under the constant use. I still have those sketchbooks to this day. And if you lay very still and listened very closely, you would feel a heartbeat in the ground. Vibrating and beating continously.

ㅤ If you sat by the water and listened, you would hear the rushing of the water turn into a song, a gift from mother nature to you. If you stood underneath the rustling trees and just listened, you would hear the words from the trees, the whispers of knowledge that the trees have gained. The forest was my friend. It taught me many things. I would wander the forest, away from the world. Hidden in a sanctuary. A beautiful, calming, wonder of a sanctuary. There was no better place to be than here. I didn’t need friends, I had the animals. The forest provided food and water. It hardly ever rained but when it did, it was a soft, gentle rain. The water… it never tasted like the water elsewhere. How can I explain it? It was like the taste of the air, how the color of the flowers might taste.

442 words

Story 2: Dramatic fighting music

ㅤ I stepped out of the portal and instantly ssaw a massive hoard of dark creatures. They looked like all kinds of different animals of all sizes. Cats, bears, foxes, dogs and more. Black smoke wisped endlessly off them. Their eyes glinted maliciously. Snarling, attacking, ripping up everything they could. I lit my sword on fire and my eyes glowed bright white. The creatures turned to me, eyes gleaming, shadows floating off them. Everything was still for a moment. Nothing moved. I kept my eyes on the creatures, prepared for any attacks. They lunged at me, snarling and trying to kill me. I slashed any creature in my attack range, buying time while my fire charged up. Everytime a creature was killed, it dissapated, turning into brown dust. I stabbed another dark creature and it screeched, writhing on the ground.

ㅤ The flame in my hand glowed brighter and I threw it down onto the ground. It exploded in a bright white fire. My eyes gleamed as the fire burned bigger. It swept up dozens of the dark creatures, burning them into ashes. Satisfaction ran through me as I continue to scythe and slash at the creatures. Rippling and powerful energy ran through me. Massive rocks slammed down onto the creatures, smashing any who were unlucky enough to be caught. The earth shook and cracks formmed.

ㅤ Boiling hot water shot out from the cracks, taking many dark wispy creatures with the geyser. The water folded into itself and flowed back into the earth. I slammed my sword into the ground, triggering a massive wave of white fire. It surged around the creatures. ㅤ

ㅤ They scrambled back, shoving their unfortunate companions into the fire. The creatures sizzled and poppd, writhing as they burnned into white ash. My eyes burned brighter still. I slashed and stabbed, spinning and scything my way through the wisping monsters. I struck hard and fast, killing any creature that stood in my way. Slashing left and right, stabbing, burning and smashing the malicious creatures.

ㅤ Adrenaline ran in my veins as I sped up, attacking brutally. A fissure opened in the ground, swallowing creatures as it creaked open and slammed shut. There were only a few creatures left and they charged, their eyes fixed on me. I lifted my flaming sword and whirled it. Fire rained down on the creatures. They screeched and writhed in pain as they faded to dust.

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Part 2:
This part of the weekly, your task is to find inspiration from anything (not something about music) and write a 700 word piece turning it into a story.

ㅤ I didn’t know how exactly I got there but I was in a bare room with three other people. I stood in front of a table, wondering what this was all about. They didn’t know about my abilities… right? This could only be about my family. The official in front of me handed me a phone with a black cat case. A memory flashed into my head. My sister’s phone. Why does this guy have it? That doesn’t make any sense.

ㅤ He said, “Your family is still alive and living in Texas.”

ㅤ Relief flooded through me. I thought they were gone. I thought something had happened. My past was a little fuzzy. I could only remember some bits. I wasn’t exactly sure what happened or why I ended up here but I think they told me I was an orphan…. I’m so confused. I took the phone and went to contacts. Sure enough, there was my mom’s phone number. I stared at the phone, wondering why I couldn’t remember anything. Then, I suddenly jerked awake.

ㅤ I was in a weird room that looked almost like a cell but not quite.The door was a heavy metal one which I could tell was locked. In the middle of the room was a low bed and on one wall, there was a painted bookshelf. It looked really old. The entire room was very drab and had dull colors. I looked around in confusion. What happened? Wasn’t I in that room with the government official? I sat down on the floor and put my head on my knees. I didn’t understand anything that was going on. Is this about my powers? Did they find out? How did they find out? I heard a sliding noise and looked over at the door.

ㅤ The door started to open and someone walked in. It was an old-ish guy, about 40 or 50. He had gray hair and wore a black suit.

ㅤ He looked down at me and said, “Your recently discovered abilities have been discussed at a meeting with the government and have been deemed too dangerous for you to live normally. You will be detained here until further notice. Scientists wish to discover the source of your power and will be conducting tests and experiements.”

ㅤ I said, “Wait-what?! Is that even legal? Why?”

ㅤ “Yes. You will not be harmed. You pose a threat to the government since you cannot fully control your abilities. These scientists believe you have other hidden powers that have not been revealed yet.”

ㅤ I narrowed my eyes at him and said, “That’s against-”

ㅤ “I assure you, we have every right to do these things. And do not try to escape through the door. It’s the most heavily locked door in the world”

ㅤ He turned and left the cell-room thing. The door swung closed behind him and I heard the sliding noises of locks being put back into place. I silently scoffed at his words. That can’t be right. Clearly, they have no idea what I can do.

ㅤ I sighed and ripped up the note. I guess the government is behind all this. I stood up and look at the wall, concentrating and pulling shadows towards me. I walked into the wall and somehow, one way or another, teleported right out of the building. I still don’t know how that works but hey, I’m not complaining. I knew I had to get away from there.

ㅤ I ran as fast and hard as I could, trying to put as much distance between that horrid place and myself. My breath came in short gasps and my chest started to hurt. My head felt so dizzy but I ignored it and kept running. I risked a glance behind me, into the darkness. I couldn’t see anyone chasing me so I slowed down to catch my breath. I checked my phone and wondered if I should call my family. But I didn’t know if they’re being monitered by them. I couldn't risk putting the only ones who care about me in danger. I put my phone back in my pocket and zipped it up.

I had finally caught my breath so I looked around, checking for anyone.

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Part 3:
When you’ve finished reading it, choose one story from a previous part of this weekly that you’d like to keep writing.
Refine and/or continue that piece in at least 1000 words, incorporating themes like you learned from Elfie’s workshop.
When sharing your weekly, be sure to mention what theme you mean to convey with the final story.

ㅤ No one so far. I decided to head for the ocean. They can’t catch me or find me if I’m hiding down there. I turned to the ocean and started running as fast as I could. Even though they were far behind me, I couldn’t risk losing any time. Every second was precious. Thankfully, I wasn’t that far from the ocean. I kept running, going west. I had maybe 5 miles to go before I’d be safe.

ㅤ I knew I needed to get some sort of vehicle. A car, maybe. Or a bike. Anything that would get me to the ocean, fast. My feet pounded on the concrete sidewalk. Hope filled me. Maybe I would make it. My precognition would hopefully help me escape them. An vision filled my head. A rusty, old elevator door with glowing, beeping lights. I blinked in confusion.

I saw a face… No! Not him! I tried to run faster, only to find out that I had stopped running when the vision popped into my head. My eyesight grew blurry and my head felt heavy and cloudy. No… I tried to move forward but I felt myself falling and darkness filled my vision.

ㅤ I slowly blinked awake to a dimly lit room. I was cuffed to a metal chair and couldn’t move very much. I looked around, searching for something that would help me escape. But there was just me, this metal chair and a door. Oh, and the lights. I sighed, wondering when I would get the chance to escape. I was confused and disoriented, unable to think straight. My vision blurred. I heard the door open and footsteps came towards me. I then heard a familiar voice.

“You have a lot of grit… Hm…”

The footsteps recceded and suddenly, my head felt dizzy. My eyes slowly closed and I fell into the pit of unconsciousness.

ㅤ The hours bled into days. Days somehow became weeks. Weeks of being in that room. There was no escape from here, was there? Not until they made a mistake. I relaxed, thinking, “Don’t worry. They’ll soon slip up and make a mistake. They can’t keep me here forever. Someone will come looking.”

ㅤ I kept thinking that as a month, two months passed. I began to dispair of anyone coming for me. I slowly began to build up energy. I might as well use this time wisely. One day, I heard the door open and footsteps tapped against the cold floor.

ㅤ The voice I came to hate said, “Well, the scientists are ready so they will begin their tests. I hope you don’t try to break any of the equipment. It’s all very expensive.”

His footsteps receded and I heard some quiet voices talking. Then more footsteps came towards me. Questions were constantly hurled at me but I couldn’t understand anything and even if I did, I wouldn’t say anything. My vision finally cleared and I spotted a ring of keys hanging from the belt of a guard who was standing on one side of the door. I couldn’t grab the keys because of the distance but I could distract these people somehow…

ㅤ I gathered my energy and shot a shadow blast at one of the tables full of their oh-so-precious equipment. I gritted my teeth. How dare they trap me here. How dare they think that they can do whatever they want. Oh, I’ll show them. My eyes narrowed, glaring red. Oh, yes. They’ll pay for what they’ve done.

ㅤ The alarm sounded as scientists scrambled away from me. They shouted in dismay as I wreaked havoc and destroyed their expensive equipment. I broke free of that hated chair and teleported away, far, far away.

3 months later

ㅤ Finally. The time has come. Yes, they will pay for everything. I see their helicopters and planes searching for me. But they never come back. I made sure of that. I spent this time building up my energy so I could finally get my revenge on those scientists. They don’t deserve to live. Rage welled up in me. There is no time to waste.

I teleported to the facility and started charging up a supernova.When it got big enough, I released it. Everything stood still for a moment. Then, a huge explosion hit the facility. Dust and bright light and ashes filled the air. I plunged through the smoke and into the facility, summoning shadow creatures to kill anyone who still lived. I saw the man I hated most, trying to make his way through the destroyed facility and the thickening smoke. I smiled.

“Not so powerful anymore, huh? You will pay for EVERYTHING YOU’VE DONE!!”

Oh, how I relished the look on his face. That absolute terror. Yes, fear me! You won’t ever see the light of day again.

“It was for science! We didn’t mean to-”

I interupted him, “I don’t want to hear your pitiful excuses. I should just kill you now.”

His face turned white.

I continued, “And yet…. death would be too quick for you. No, I think I shall do something different.”

I opened a dark portal and grinned evily.

“You’ll stay trapped in the void forever. There will be no escape for you,” I turned towards a group of trembling scientists, “And not for those scientists either.”

“W-wait!”, cried the man.

“What?,” I snapped back.

“If you could just spare those scientists-”

“And let them run free to do their cruel experiments on others? You must take me for a fool. The best place for you to be in trapped forever in the void.”

“Isn’t trapping just me enough for you? I was the one who did those things to you. They were just following orders. It was my fault.”

I stared down at the man, wondering if he was telling the truth. But I saw it in his eyes. He clearly wouldn’t do anything of that sort anymore. I glared at him and turned away from the scientists.

“FINE,” I snapped, “Get out of my sight.”

The scientists fled in terror, vanishing in the dark smoke. I looked at the man, trembling on the floor. I had all the power and he had nothing.

“Be grateful I’m not killing you,” I hissed as I sent him into the void.

Vengeance (she turns evil and goes to destroy the world! woo) Vengeance is not good peeps! Don’t do what she did!
1060 words | 3 pages

CatOrchid wrote:

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1. So the first thing I think I could think of was the hook. The hook drew me in right away, and it made me want to read more “I went through the portal to find thousands of dark creatures.” I want to know more about the dark creatures, and so I kept reading about Iron Man and how they were fighting an epic battle against the dragon.
   2. Use of adjectives. I was really impressed by this, and I can't tell you how many people (i.e. beginning writers) would use dangling modifiers and incomplete sentences, but you added good formatting and structure to the story, along with good adjectives and adverbs, which made me really happy to see. (slashing and scything, exhilarated)
   3. Verbs. There's a lot of great verbs in here, and I can see that, because it's an action story so there has to be action verbs. You really put that to good use, and I can see that, from dissipated to slammed, threw. These are all really great writing techniques to put into practice whenever you're feeling like you just need to put something or your story needs more spark, more energy.
   

1. The story ends on an implied note of the city and the spell being cast upon it. It doesn't mention what happened after the battle, but it does mention what the city looked like and that the city was entrapped in a spell. Maybe add more to that if you have time? Sequel?
   2. Backstory/flashback. Add backstory about the dragon. The dragon had to have a past life before the battle happened, how the dragon grew up, and also maybe add some more about the spell, like how it was created, was there a wizard in charge or who created the spell, magical elements…
   3. Maybe try not to mention the dust clearing so many times. I reread it and you mentioned it at least three times in the last paragraph, which is good, but I kind of get it by that point.