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Microfiction & Poetry contest #10 - prompt and discussion

2 more days before the deadline!

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

When the sound of a bird of prey reached Fenna's ears she turned to look at it. Was it hunting? There was something odd about its behaviour. Instead of flying away from them, it flew down and landed on a tree. "Hello there," Fenna said as she examined it. There was no doubt in her mind; this was the same falcon as back in the village, who had saved her from a skeleton. Instinctively she held out her arm and the falcon took the invitation.

"Aren't you a beautiful thing," she complimented the bird as she gazed into the intelligent eyes. She turned to Mackenzie, but couldn't answer the question. She didn't know how she did it, and maybe she hadn't done anything, but had the bird chosen her for whatever reason? But there was an unmistakable link now. She turned the bird to the younger woman so she could admire it from closer, and the falcon allowed her to touch its feathers.

The falcon remained with them for a while, but as they neared the camping site Fenna told it to go hunt before it would be too dark for it. She watched it fly into the sky, circle the area and then broaden its search for prey.

Fenna stopped on the area they would be camping and glanced around with her hands on her hips. This was a good place for a camp.

A Trainers Ambition [SporkoBug and Calle]

Lytse nodded. "Life certainly got eventful since we met Niccia, didn't it?" he asked Michael, who laughed at his Pokémon's comment.
"That is true," he said and he wrapped an arm around Niccia. "And I wouldn't have it any other way," he added.
"This is Ho-oh," Lytse said, nodding to Netherlu, who waved. "The feather came from him." Lytse summarized what Netherlu had told him for Michael, so he too understood how he had gotten the rainbow flames.

"I would still need to provide proof," Andy said. "They wouldn't just take my word for a gathering of legendary Pokémon from all regions. That's really a case of "pictures or it didn't happen". They would believe legendary Pokémon from the same region meeting each other." He paused. "Speaking about the dark Darkrai... he seems to want Niccia, and my nephew has been taken by him once, and we were able to stop a second attempt. Do you have anything that could help him stay out of Darkrai's grasp?"

Harcu followed Gavin's gaze and rubbed his chin. "Truthfully, I wouldn't put it past father to try and preserve the peace through sacrifice. Although, he could also opt to replace the current Darkrai with a new one if the problem is Darkrai. I don't have any knowledge about any of his plans, or insight in what solutions he may be fabricating."

Jirachi nodded to Belle. "Yes! She is over there!" he pointed to where the new Mewtwo was seated. "She hasn't really mingled much, but it's all very new for her. She's prettier than the old Mewtwo..." He lowered his voice and grinned. "But don't tell Gavin I said that."

Paranormal Activities [SporkoBug and Calle]

I don't really have anything interesting planned for the night. Shall we move on to the morning for that appointment Benjamin has? Ethan would meet them at dusk, and then he'd go to bed and the guys would meet April, I think?

1x1 Hogwarts ?

@Badger Puff Sure! Do you want to discuss it further through PM?

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Really? This I gotta see.

@Dark Cloud

Keep an eye on the sidebar then, on the 10th the entries will be posted.

1x1 Hogwarts ?

@Badger Puff I have a male OC that is a Magizoologist and has a teaching job at Hogwarts as Ethics teacher. He was in Hufflepuff at the same time as Snape was in Slytherin.

Microfiction & Poetry contest #10 - prompt and discussion

Already received the first entry ^_^

(How cool would it be if we'd get 10 for this one?)

Microfiction & Poetry contest #10 - prompt and discussion

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Microfiction and poetry contest #10 – Ten!

This will be the 10th version of this contest, so maybe you can write something to celebrate that. Or take it literally and write an epic poem to praise the number 10.

Or write about any subject you like, but following this format:
10 lines, start with 1 word on line one and add one word on every line so that you will end with 10 words on line 10.

Or be brave and combine them all! Regardless, I look forward to seeing what you come up with.

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• At all times follow the Fundamental Rules of the Guild and the Moderation Policy for Forum Contests.
• After reading the above this should be obvious: No plagiarism and respect copyright laws.
• Your submission must be written by you and specifically for this contest.
• This is a place for original fiction, no fanfiction allowed.
• No explicit sex, but you may fade to black.
• No excessive violence or gore.
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• The winner of this contest will be honoured in our Hall of Fame.

Contest rules:

• The prompt for this contest is Ten.
• There will be a minimum word count of 5 and a maximum of 500
• Every literary or poetry style is permitted.
• Please PM @Calle the entries and give it as title MFP#10 - (Your Title).
• Your entry can be anonymous or carry your name. Let me know what you want in the PM. If you don't specify, your entry will be posted anonymously, but you may always claim your story during or at the end of the voting round.
• The deadline is March 10th, 10:00 CET, which is 9:00 server time (both times are in a.m.)

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Number of entries so far: 4

THE WAR FOR MYTHERIA - Isekai Adventure

Heroes from the sky, Fenna wasn't sure how she felt about that title. Sure, rescueing a little girl could be considered a heroic act, but they were somehow meant save a whole more than just this village. With a grim expression she made one promises to herself: if it would lead to a way back home, she'd save the entire damn universe.

There was no reason not to trust Adam with the map, so she followed him. As they left the village, she stayed at the back of the group. The plan to camp at sunset was a sensible one and she didn't voice an objection to it, opting for silent approval. Others in the group started chatting amongst themselves and the farmer whistled. It often amazed her how easy it was for some people to engage in small talk. Her attention was drawn to Clive when he addressed her.

"That has more to do with all that hero stuff," she told him. "I honestly don't remember dying, but I am worried about being so far away from my family. I hope I can return to them."
It was true worrying about the details of how they got here wouldn't help them much and she appreciated the down-to-earth mentality of the farmer. She knew farmers like that back home, heck even her grandfather would say things like that. The thought of the skeletons returning made her glance over her shoulder, but no creatures were there. The area was strangely peaceful after the village had almost been overrun. Clive had a point though, there was no reason to assume those skeletons had been the only ones. She clutched the spear and focussed on the group again. Adam seemed to discuss the cube he had found with the latest arrival. That was a strange thing, but something she could provide no insight in.

She had a feeling someone, or something, was watching her, but she couldn't pinpoint it. A bird of prey soared high in the sky, other than that nothing seemed to be around, aside from their group and some small animals like birds and bugs. A part of her didn't like this peaceful silence.

"I'm sorry if you consider my silence rude," she said to Clive. "I'm not at ease in this world." She looked around as she said this, instead of facing on the farmer.