Writing Challenge #2: Sharing Inspiration

Guardian of the Sword of Nar
Characters: The Guardian
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Prompt: 1. He never wanted to be someone who had a destiny. (TheDragonRider)

He never wanted to be someone who had a destiny. He didn't really even really believe in destiny until someone gave him one.

It was his destiny to be the protector of the Golden Sword of Nar. Only he knew where the sacred cave it rested in. The knowledge was passed on to him by his father as the man lay dying.

Now he made his way through the forest to the mouth of the sacred cave. He had to make sure the sword was still where it was supposed to be.

He looked around to make sure no one was following him. He was alone in the dark night just as he was lone in his destiny.

He found the cave where his father had told him it would be. The opening wasn't more than a large gap between rocks. It was covered in ivy and hidden behind an ancient oak.

He entered the cave and followed the passage ways to a vaulted chamber.

There was a large carved altar on one wall. There were ancient carvings and runes all over it.

On the altar lay the sword. It was made of gold and the hilt was encrusted with jewels. He dared not touch it.

He said a prayer in an ancient tongue. He sat in meditation at the base of the altar. It would be his duty to do this for the rest of his life.

He would live in the little cottage on the top of the hill and be a guardian to the sword just as his father had.

He would marry and have a son of his to teach the old ways and when he died his son would become the guardian.

The destiny of the guardian would continue throughout the centuries in this way.

Writing Challenge #2: Sharing Inspiration

The Butcher’s Wife
Characters: Amelia Hughes (Anna Black)
Rating: PG
Word Count: 271
Prompt: Hand firmly clasped around her locket, she took a deep breath as she tossed it into the ocean. (Legendary)

Hand firmly clasped around her locket, she took a deep breath as she tossed it into the ocean. She watched as it sank into the dark depths.

That was her old life. She was on her way to a new one. She wanted a new life that she could be proud of.

She stepped away from the rail of the ship. She headed back to her cabin. She did what she intended to do and now she just wanted to go inside.

Amelia Hughes was now dead. Anna Black was born by the act of letting go of her past and her last possession.

In three days She will be standing on the shores of a foreign land. She chose it because it was the farthest destination she could afford with what little money she had.

She wasn't running away from anything. She was running to a future. It was a something she couldn't have where she was.

How could she have a future when she was married to a cruel man?

She barely made it to her ship. He was late leaving for the butcher shop. She had sent her luggage ahead the day before the ship left. She knew he would search for her but he would never find her where she was going.

She put her hand on her belly. She felt her baby kicking. It wasn't just her future she had been concerned with.

Soon she would be known as a widow with a child. It wouldn't be easy but it was better than the alternative.

She pulled her cloak closer to her and headed down below.