Tag: #writephoto

HALLWAY

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. “Dona mihi transitum scholae.” The nausea, the spinning, the stomachache. Emme landed with a thud and fell hard. She worked to calm her stomach and the nausea and took deep breaths. It took a few seconds, but she managed it. When she opened

FIREBALL

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. The transportation worked. Almost. Emme didn’t get back to the school but she did get away form the man who wanted her dead. She managed to get herself to the end of the pathway. “TRIBUS defendat.” Nothing happened. This was her fault. The

HUNTING

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. Ewdin waited for days in his tree stand and this is the first stag he’d seen. He took aim and fired. One shot and the stag went to the ground. He jumped down from the tree and walked over. You’ll do just fine.

THE LESSON

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. “Esmeralda Gossling.” Emme wasn’t in the mood for another lecture. Twice she snuck out, and twice she had been found by those who wanted her dead. Even worse, The Three had to rescue her a second time. Emme knew there wouldn’t be a

LAST SUNSET

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. ”Elliot walked to the tree in the back corner of his land. He’d come here to think, to relax, to unwind. He enjoyed the view. As he came closer, he saw her. Under his tree. Enjoying his special place. He paused, watching her.

SECOND CHANCE

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. After her failed outing Emme had been conciliatory, studying harder, practicing more, listening to her instructors. But she needed more. She approached her instructor. “Ora, I’d like to go out. I need to see my family, friends, Ben.” Ora glared down her nose

THE MISTAKE

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. Emme paused, looking up from her textbook. Classroom instruction had taught her so much, but she wanted to do more. Learn more. Practice. Reading about protection and practicing it were two totally different things. Sure her teachers praised her, but she was the

TRAINING

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. So much had happened to Emme after she met The Three. When she had first met them, she couldn’t believe three twig figures could do anything to protect her. But she couldn’t have been more wrong. The Three represented Good, Peace, and

THE PORTAL

Alfie couldn’t believe they made the portal into their world so easy to spot. He’d worked his entire life to hide their existence and now this? He shook his head. This needed to be changed and changed immediately. The Elder Council mustn’t know about this. That was about to change. He would go before them

THE THREE

This story is prompted by Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo Thursday photo prompt:  #writephoto. Emme stared at the three figures on the plain as Jadis stood beside her, chanting. Somehow, she knew she had to be here. But she had so many questions. Foremost, was she truly a witch. What made her the chosen one? Why