The Adoration in Mimicry

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Little golems ran amok in the gardens, hiding in the ferns.

They took a liking to all things green and fertile, a gift they’d received from his beloved or, more accurately, his image of his beloved.

~Emmi


Image by Andrew McIntosh


I love him so much! He’s adorable, especially since I’m insisting that he’s tiny and cute rather than large and intimidating.

What would your two line story be about him?

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Crazy Until Proven Otherwise

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Deep in the evenings he worked them, night after night, while one by one they quit, citing his obsession with a premise that would never bear fruit as reason.

And yet one stayed on, a silent man with a stoic countenance and hands as steady as his stride, a man who stayed, not for the promise of success, but to admire real drive and passion that so often was lacking in himself.

~Emmi


Image by Michal Matczak
(third artwork down/dirigible)


This is just a piece of a larger image, though I didn’t know that when I wrote the story. So while it’s technically an airship, I viewed it as a workshop instead and went with that idea.

What would your two line story be?

A World of Dragons

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The love of men had come and gone, shattered by his nomadic lifestyle.

But she remained at his side, a silent presence that promised an undying love no man could fathom.

~Emmi


Image by Brilcrist (DeviantArt)


Channeling some Anne McCaffrey for a brief moment, because who didn’t imagine living in her world at some point? :P

You should spend some time checking out the rest of the artist’s gallery, because damn, it’s right up anyone’s alley if you come to my blog ;)

So, using this image as a prompt, what would your two line story be?

Betwixt But Not Torn

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Born to the bleakest plane, to wretched parents and a starving landscape, yet raised to be a thriving, powerful force, he embraced his dual parameters.

Became the most feared, the most sought after warrior of all the lands. With only one who ever dared cross him.

~Emmi


Image by AizelKon


So this story actually references a person I haven’t written about yet, but who will eventually feature in a series. Though he’s not going to look like the kid in the picture. At least not most of the time ;)

What would your two line story be?

Safety Abandoned

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The path led him to beautiful desolation. There he found what remained of his companion’s supplies and footsteps leading astray, as if seduced by ripening pomegranates and sun-dappled shade.

He strung his bow before following, praying he would catch-up before the beauty revealed its torturous underbelly.

~Emmi


Image by (Unsure)


It’s pretty, but most pretty things hide secrets. At least in the fantasy worlds I read :)

What would your two line story be?

The Definition of Life

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Technological advance was a misnomer, for while they could die a thousand times over and continue on, the family they’d left, the friends they’d cherished, and the loves for whom they’d risked everything were all gone.

Giving him nothing, no reason to fight. And yet he fought on, for maybe, in time, some counter advancement might take away this nightmare, let him join his love once more in death.

~Emmi


Image by David Lozeau


Modern-style dead mercenaries is how I envisioned them, without the ability to physically love the ones who set them to fighting in the first place.

What would your two line story be?

Star Jumper

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I saw you in the shape of the stars, in the breath of the god across the heavens.

You winked at me, from far away, and though it took you decades, you arrived on my world exactly when I needed you most.

~Emmi


Bright Night Sky by QAuZ


I hope everyone is having a mild season of gentle weather and open windows! We’ve reached that place where star gazing isn’t quite so intensely freezing where I am, that season where my cat would like nothing more than to go outside and eat poisonous things and lawn mowers have been brushed off and set to singing whenever it’s not wet!

Been reading more sci-fi lately, so this particular picture called to me. Starry nightscapes have a calming effect for me (and maybe for you!) and I’m drawn to them when hectic life feels like one interruption after the other.

What would your two line story be?

Overwhelmed Soul

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A firecracker she’d been once, a gust sweeping over the nation, malcontent to linger at home. Or so her brother claimed.

What do I know though, for his charms were strong, his coin good, and I didn’t mind taking a job to do a bit of rescuing rather than another execution.

~Emmi


Image by Nan Fe


See! Even beautiful pictures of women can hide a fun manly romance behind them :) And yes, I cheated; there are more than two lines here XD

So, what would your two line story be?

Scavenger’s Payload

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They smelt burnt gas, which didn’t bode well for finding enough to keep their clipper in the air.

Then Tin perked up, ears facing front on alert, before he took off, sprinting for the gaping hollow belly of the wreck where we found a survivor, a man pale from deep space, yet alive and struggling to hold on to life.

~Emmi


Image by Jordan Grimmer


Probably meant as post-apocalyptic, but that always seems strange to me. Since, our lives, however we live them, are our ‘normal’ and people living in a world that is ‘post-apocalyptic’ wouldn’t really think of it as a new normal within a single generation.

This is merely a piece of this man’s normal. Scavenging with his best friend. Skimping on gas use to keep his small ship in the air. Finding another who might share this life.

What would your two line story be?

Concert in Sand

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The music existed solely for showmanship, the sand-made creations moving under my will, not my father’s notes, a harmonious dance we’d perfected.

Only one man ever noticed, and he conjured his own beasts to twine with mine, those creatures looking much like our bodies in all the evenings since.

~Emmi


Image by Shreya Shetty


Here’s a happier bit story that’s a nod toward my DaSunder Chronicles, where sand conjurers hide among the everyday :)

What would your two line story be?