This time? Rounds. Four of them.
Round One: Prompt Word = bird, Number of Words = 30
Round Two: Prompt Word = ring, Number of Words = 25
Round Three: Prompt Word = colly, Number of Words = 25
Round Four: Prompt Word = sent, Number of Words = 20
Most of the usual rules applied along with a big twist: You could write individual stories each time OR build on a previous "starter" - yours or someone else's (with attribution, of course.)
It. Was. A. Blast.
I chose to build on my story. It was a risk because I didn't know what the next round's prompt word would be until it opened. I kept my story creepy (big surprise!) and my fingers crossed that I could make the prompt words work. My entry is below, and I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it.
Fog shrouds the house.
A bird flits by a window, the old glass broken from within.
The fog breathes, escapes.
The bird does not.
Inside, the occupants are still hungry.
Long ago, they gathered at the dinner bell's ring.
But the meal was not for them.
The only thing to grow up was their rage.
Now, they're the monsters. Cursed, caged.
Desperate, their tongues, long and twisted, bruised colly and cobalt, lick the walls, tasting memories of blood and bone.
When they turn on each other, it's swift, unsentimental.
Only one remains.
She crunches her brothers' bones, satiated.