Story photo challenge…

[Quantum12]

With fire and ice the soul of this one was gone,
Time and love found a place to find the truth.

Memories of time and healing burned this soul,
He fought back the gates of hell and was returned.

All this time the match was already made,
The soul needed to find a place to live.

The flame was about heated battle from the past,
Only this soul knew the ways of the world.

This time I let my spirits pass,
As I burn away my past I found my lost soul

Living on the moon with a lantern…

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[UltraBudgie]

Quantum left it dark
And now I must park

My butt in a chair
At the screen I stare

Look at the void
Don't be annoyed

No story to tell
No sound no smell

An empty frame
This poem is lame

I hope that you
Can see us through

So I will supply
This cute little guy

[UltraBudgie]

Haha Quantum no one is ever going to write a story about that dang horse!

[Quantum12]

Haha Quantum no one is ever going to write a story about that dang horse!

Nope never! I love yours! Nice

[IdeomotorPrisoner]

The mad scientist could do anything. But lately he was focusing on genetic hybrids, chimetic offspring for no reason at all.

He had an Aligator-Turtle, a Zebra-Lion and his ultimate creation the Ostrich-Dolphin. But now he wanted to expand into the pet market. With creations kids could keep as pets, so he decided on pig-frogs.

The pig-frog would be like the pocket Kangaroo. Easy to keep, simple to feed. Incredible hopping ability.

They were an instant sensation.

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[UltraBudgie]

♫ ♫ ♫
Please oh please
Eat our cheese
We've made it for you
You know what to do
Take a bite
We'll dance all night
Please eat our cheese


Slowly, with infinite care, Bob closed the door and returned to the main hall of the Furry convention.

[Maxmars]

In hindsight, allowing the kids to watch the vintage "Little Rascals" episodes was a mistake...

When the Rascals collected the parts and engineered their garbage vehicles, it was nothing like what our kids did...
They had old wagon wheels, and wooden parts, ropes and elastic bands, simple gears and rags...

Our kids used nano-plastics, zero-friction graphenes, super-lightweight alloys, and molecular bonding...

The last we saw them, the kids were making a downhill test-run... we still haven't found the wreckage... or the kids.

[Quantum12]

Don’t think, don’t be strange, why did you run down this long corridor? It’s a path of the dark road where evil casts spells on sinners like you.

I had a chat with Provn the master of darkness. He told me if you are ever caught scaling walls and skipping halls he will luminate your soul up to deep space.

If I want to escape this rotten castle of time it’s on my dime and not yours! Don’t ever tell me what to do again. You and mom trapped me here for 16 years.

Her father wished he well and she was poofed into time!

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[Maxmars]

I bring the summer children from the westward setting sun...  I shepherd the life to welcome them...
My crown and robe of quetzal feathers, my floating throne, all to make life possible

I call upon you to recognize recognize that we all have a place and a time...
We are like the sun, we all must serve.
My allies are many, my enemies are few... life is what life serves.

I am friend. But you must submit.

... now,... where are my children?

[UltraBudgie]

I am friend. But you must submit.

... now,... where are my children?

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Ooh I very much like this one Max. I will go ahead and post mine too haha:



Cigua. The legendary magpie-shelled snail of Cuba. Renowned for its psychedelic properties. A worthy quest for Rupert, the world-renowned entheogen adventurer. It would make a great bit for his channel!

Arriving early in the morning after a red-eye flight, Rupert stopped at the airport duty-free shop to pick up a bottle of Touaca, the brandy flavoured liquore that was a favourite of his. Might as well start the trip out right!

It didn't take near as long to get into the depths of the Cuban wilderness as he had thought it might. A quick hunt, and the long sought-for snail was in sight! Steeling himself, Rupert took a long lick of its slime trail. Uugh! This better be worth it!

His gut clenched suddenly. Oh no! The jungle folded in up on him as he clenched his turbulent bowels. The world suddenly went flat, and colourful.

A half-hour later, poor cartoon Rupert sat hunched on the strange toilet-throne he had somehow found. The bottle of Touaca was empty, the Cigua still sweated from his forehead. He had somehow acquired a cape. Strange bird creatures we now his friends, perching on his shoulder. Nothing was real, or was everything real? Rupert had no clue.

All he knew was that this was sure going to make a great thumbnail for his next video.


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