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Fantasy Writing Prompts - Athol (Part 5 of 5)41. The truth about your childhood friend
“Your sister sounds like quite a character,” the elf grumbled from his perch in the tree. “Do all of her opinions come unimpeded from books?”
“So it would seem!” Perditus huffed from below. “She drives me mad sometimes.”
Perditus leaned up against the tree trunk in exasperation as his dear friend decided to hang upside down from the tree’s branches.
“Have you any siblings, Amicus?” Perditus asked.
“Yes, their names are…” he paused for a moment, thinking hard. “Elysia, Ursula, Leona, and Adora.”
Perditus turned to his friend quizzically. “What?”
“Did I get it right?” Amicus asked. “There are four of them, right?”
“I know my own sisters’ names, Amicus,” Perditus rebuked. “And it’s pronounced Or-sol-ya, not Ursula!”
“Orsolya, right. I gotta remember that,” his fr
Fantasy Writing Prompts - Athol (Part 4 of 5)31. A chest drops out of the sky at your feet
“What the hell?” Ciar scoffed as he looked down at the small wooden chest that had fallen at his feet. He glanced up towards the sky, blinking in the light as his bangs flopped out of his face. There was nothing but clouds above him and the wall surrounding the sage’s academy. He glanced back down at the little box again and then took a step back from it.
“Hi, Ciar!” Sorcha called, startling him. He turned to find his sister shouldering her backpack and running up to him excitedly. “Sorry that I’m late.”
Sorcha looked down at the small chest as well and narrowed her eyes at it. “Where’d that come from?”
Ciar merely pointed up at the sky in response, peaking Sorcha’s interest. She picked the box up in one hand and opened the lid. A blue mist burst forth from it, sparkling like glitter all around the two of them.
“Neamhaird an draíocht!” S
Fantasy Writing Prompts - Athol (Part 3 of 5)21. A ruler’s pet peeve punishment
The nixie paddled her way up stream until she reached the gully from which it branched. She dove to the deeper reaches of the water and swam through a tunnel hidden in the darkness. She emerged on the other side through water that was as still as glass. She was in the midst of a crystal blue lake that was surrounded by beautiful marble white cliffs and purple trees.
Before her was a nixie, suspended above the lake by its water, which twisted and flowed around her like a long flourishing dress. Atop the woman’s head was a wide and ornate crown, but whether it was made of crystal, ice, or suspended water was impossible to tell.
“Your majesty,” the young nixie girl greeted with a bow of her head.
“Child,” the queen replied, looking her over sternly with her dark eyes. “You have divulged dangerous information to the humans, have you not?”
“No, your majesty, I have not,” the girl replied, g
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