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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

Mini Saga time


Solivagus

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This was written for a competition, about 3 years ago. It was, quite honestly, the hardest thing I have ever written. The idea was to write an understanable story in no more than 50 words. Now with me being so long winded and having a tendandcy to try and spend ages on description and stuff, that was damned hard. I was just wondering though-could this be turned into one of those quill quest thingies? Just an idea. Even if it can't I wouldn't mind hearing how easy or how difficult other people would find the task, and seeing thier results of course B) .

 

"He's mine," snarled Ranulf, overtaken with berserk fury at the sight of the hulking ogre lumbering towards them. No one argued with him, he was welcome to the beast.

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The burning city crackled all around them like crumbling horror, "We will get our revenge." - As the three wandered off, death could see the day it would cover the world come, and followed closely behind them. To the dismay of the world, those who wished to save it - destroyed it.

 

Exactly 50 words...not easy at all... I really wanted to use more detail but couldn't :P.

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Once there was a king and a queen and their three children. One day an evil dragon pestered the eldest daughter, but a knight came and saved her and became her husband. And they all lived happily ever after, except the dragon, who was dead.

 

OOC: Somehow I think I cheated.

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Kerana looks at the destroyed estate, burning embers burying memories away. She would leave, and tragedy would stay. Her family dead, but avenged. Her childhood game, now her profession. Swordswoman. Mercenary. Deadly. In later years, bandits would regret the attack that gave birth to the legend.

 

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It's fun trying :) But I'm not sure this tells a story... :huh:

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  • 2 weeks later...

Holding her breath she looked at him. His eyes glaced over and he whispered her name. That was all she needed. Turning around her shoulders shook with the burden laid upon her. Never would she see him again. It would not be the same person. Would not be her son.

 

 

Difficult difficult.. but very interesting to do :D

 

I'm looking forward to if and when you'll start this as a project of any sort ^_^

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