You are a dragon that specializes in cursed items. As you return to your cave, you are amused to find some wanna-be thieves that tried to steal from your hoard.
Random bits of creativity and other stuff. Because if I don't put them here, I'll lose them.
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You are a dragon that specializes in cursed items. As you return to your cave, you are amused to find some wanna-be thieves that tried to steal from your hoard.
You're usually known as the fixing guy, Someone comes in gives you money, You change their name change their home and hide them so they can't get caught, Your latest client is in a rush and afraid, Cause he pissed off the doctor.
Preface: A follow-up/part two of this piece. When I was originally writing that one, I had intended to include the duel that followed between Marten and Bellerex, but as I was writing it at work between tickets, and wanted to post a response before the post on Reddit got too old. (I tend to go for as fresh a prompt as I can, for maximum eyes on a response.) The OP praised what I posted and expressed their desire to see the fight itself. And since I did somewhat feel like it was unfinished, I decided to oblige.
—"Why are you so... happy? I'm here to kill you."
—"Yes! You are! After five thousand years of boredom, someone has come to fight me! And you won't run away, no, I see it in your soul; you'll fight until you either win or lose. For this battle, the greatest of life's pleasures, I thank you."
Preface: Continuing my drive to try to write something on a consistent basis. Another r/WritingPrompts inspired piece.
a woman with no face is knocking on my door at 2:00 am.
Preface: A straightforward prompt from r/WritingPrompts. The OP had been looking for scary and creepy, but they ended up being touched by my take on their prompt.
You are a squire to a dead knight - as were your father and grandmother before you. Today, for the first time in generations, the councilors reached an agreement - the invaders cannot be reasoned with; unseal the tombs.
Foreword: Once again, a piece inspired by r/WritingPrompts on Reddit.