Hi All,
I thought it would be a fun idea to start a community writing project here in the forum. All you have to do is think of the next sentence to follow the story. It can be any length of a sentence and can take any genre you like.
I'll start.
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On a cold and windy evening the owl perched on the branch was his only friend.
Blakfur stood on the edge of an abyss as he did at every shape-shifting time.
Turning from a foul mouthed hard muscled male tyrant into a clever smooth talking sexy flexible female.
Was always a mind blasting event. 12 hours can be a lifetime.
But Blakfur could still out fight any demon in the forest. No matter what shape he/she took.
We can never defeat Hecate but we could push her and her demons back into the void.
"It matters not. I know what we have to do." said Lerajie defiantly.
Snout stood next to his Prince. The Critters had gathered.
"What are your orders, my Prince?" said Foi, one of the Critters.
"We have to destroy her. Before she destroys us."
"And what of Blakfur?" Foi asked.
"She will meet us at the death." replied Lerajie.
Lerajie crouched to tickle Snouts soft head. "Speak Snout, before the magic hits!"
"Lylona sends a message, my Prince. She says we will only win this war if you end h..." the magic swirled around Snout and he panicked.
"Quick Snout!
"Lylona must di...."
It was too late! the magic caught Snout in its shimmering Vortex and, after a few moments, a dark haired, hunched back man stepped from the shower of glitter.
"Snout!" Lerajie called in anguish.
"What, my Prince? I remember nothing."