PDM True Blue Soulmate
Joined: Dec 2004
Posts: 22,790
UK
Maybe we have done this before ~ not sure. I wanted to write something ~ then suddenly thought of this little exercise. It's a bit like the game of 'consequences'. We each, in turn, write a few words ~ a few lines or a paragraph ~ which continues, logically, from the post before, in order to arrive at a complete story.
Simples! Or is it?!
I'll start:
"The secret of success is constancy to purpose" - Benjamin Disraeli.
#384418 - 09/14/0912:48 AMRe: Let's Write A Story
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she heard a familiar noise. when she looked in the direction she thought it came from, she noticed a well camouflaged entrance to a small trail. " i can't believe i've never noticed this before!" she muttered to herself. she gripped her supplies as she pushed the delicate ferns and lacy vegetation aside. the aroma of the forest...
hit her by surprise. She walked for what must have been hours but felt like moments. Suddenly, as she came to a clearing deep in the forest, she couldn't believe her eyes! There in front of her was the most beautiful......
#384441 - 09/14/0902:51 AMRe: Let's Write A Story
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story book cabin surrounded by lush flowers and dappled shade. The cabin had a large inviting porch and a comfy looking chair. She softly walked up to the door. It was intricately carved with strange designs and patterns. She placed her hand on the latch and....
heard from within beautiful chords from a harp. The door gently opened and she felt as if she were looking into a magical place. Seated behind the harp and before the fire was...
Marge is the love of my life.
#384465 - 09/14/0905:05 AMRe: Let's Write A Story
[Re: Carl]
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JAPAN
. . .a man, stooped and crooked with age. His long, powdery white beard danced as the gentle forest breeze blew in from the open door. He wore a dark green robe covered with similar designs found on the door and a brown, leather belt encircled his frail waist, adorned with pouches and bags of mysterious content. His feet, bare, kept tempo with his entrancing melody. He looked up at his visitor as his knurled fingers continued to softly flutter with surprisingly youthful grace. As their eyes met. . .
PDM True Blue Soulmate
Joined: Dec 2004
Posts: 22,790
UK
.. she recognised them.
She has seen those beautiful blue eyes before. They seemed to pierce her very soul. Yet she knew that she had never met this ancient being before in her entire life.
What did this mean? Who was this man ~ at once so strange and yet so familiar?
She ....
"The secret of success is constancy to purpose" - Benjamin Disraeli.
#384480 - 09/14/0912:08 PMRe: Let's Write A Story
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......gasp for breath as she tried to regain her poise and speak to the man. Not wanting to interrupt his beautiful music, she waited until he stopped playing before introducing her self. The old man just stared at her for a while until finally uttering......
Peace & Happiness
