Writing Prompt: Hungry Demons

“I ate civilization. It poisoned me; I was defiled. And then," he added in a lower tone, "I ate my own wickedness.” ― Aldous Huxley, Brave New World There are demons that feed on human emotions. The strongest ones feed on anxiety, fear, and paranoia, while the weakest ones feed on happiness and contentment. Their hunger drives …

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Writing Prompt: Dryads

“You are nothing but wilderness. No constraint. No mind." ― Toni Morrison, A Mercy At night, the plants come alive. Literally. They're dryads who hide during the day. If they are ever seen by human eyes, they'll be trapped in their human-esque form, unable to hide in the trees. They will still have some magic, but it …

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Writing Prompt: Rock Spirits

“Although the villagers had forgotten the ritual and lost the original black box, they still remembered to use stones.” ― Shirley Jackson, The Lottery Once a year, they made the journey up the mountain. Through a secret tunnel they could reach a clearing surrounded by rock walls and crumbled stone. They each would pick out a rock …

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