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Write Tribe Prompt


This is in response to the  7x7x7x7 Writing Prompt
  1. Grab the 7th book from your bookshelf.
  2. Open it up to page 7.
  3. Pinpoint the 7th sentence on the page.
  4. Begin a poem/a piece of prose that begins with that sentence
  5. Limit it in length to 7 lines/7 sentences.
The book I happened to Grab was Mathew Reilly "The Six Sacred Stones" and the line was-

Carved above it was a small symbol that made wizards eyes widen with delight....

With his weathered face, worn hands, wise eyes, flowing pearly-white beard he was called "Wizard" by the old and young alike. He had left the village many many moons ago - nobody knew where or what he was doing all this while -  His stubborn silence despite the rumors that ran wild and far just added to the aura of mystery around him.

On the eve of full moon night, less than a week after he arrived - the wizard rounded up all kids as the dusk fell and set about. There was a eerie silence, the only sound was that of the howling wind -the whimpering, quivering kids followed him through dense forests, endless streams and valleys till they reached what seemed like a temple dedicated to Goddess Tia (Goddess of death!). The wizard started searching around like a mad man in the holes and crevices of temple wall until he came across a beam - carved above it was a small symbol that made wizards eyes widen with delight.

He pulled out a knife from the folds of his robe that gleamed as the midnight moon hit it and thrust the hands of the smallest kid into the hole even as he whispered something into her ears. After what seemed a eternity, as the shrieking kids(thinking of the horrors that awaited them) looked on awestruck the little girl bought out a tiny little flower that none of them had ever set their eyes on - the Wizard called it "Kadupul Flower" (A flower that blooms at midnight and withers by morning - as a small boy the wizard had drawn a symbol for him to identify the cervix under which this flower bloomed :-D)

22 comments:

  1. In the temple of Death blooms the flower that is the prettiest :D :D
    I was actually surprised to see that there really is a flower by that name.. I thought it was another figment of your imagination :D :P

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  2. He might as well have just taken that one girl... he'd have been spared of the shrieking :)

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  3. That was lovely,Meena! Live the way you write fiction! So imaginative!

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  4. these night flowers that bloom are so beautiful, fragrant, but we catch a glimpse if we are patient and awake

    :) :) So brings back memories of Aladdin and the magic lamp...and harry potter...

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    1. u hv seen thiis night blooms :-O

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  5. Loved your story...you and the wizard carried me off! :)

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  6. I somehow don't like that Wizard much! :D

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    1. Ho no! U r supposed to like hm ;)

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  7. oh such a different write on the prompt :) great imagination :)

    Richa

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  8. The start reminded me of Harry Potter. I didn't know where you were going with the sword but glad it ended with a flower.

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