Dear friends, thanks to you all for participating to day #1! It was great fun and you have exceeded yourself! I admired your vivid creativity which outmatched my first part of the freewrite.
Here is how this constest works:
1. I write an unfinished fiction story/freewrite
2. You finish it with a comment in the comment section (relax..no long stuff needed!)
3. I will donate 1 @steembasicincome share to one freewriter with the most interesting, fun, original, crazy ending (I'm the unquestionable judge. Well, technically not me.. the bananafish voices within my head are).
It's super simple and I hope we'll have loads of fun together! Basically you comment, as you always did, just this time you can be rewarded with a SBI share!
Nothing is mandatory here..Just enjoy and prepare for a trip into my delirious fiction world!
For those that don't know what the @steembasicincome is, we're talking about a great project run by @josephsavage which - based on your amount of shares in it - will grant you a permanent vote on all your posts!
Here you will find their most recent post with details
Steem Basic Income is a social experiment to bring a basic income to as many Steemians as possible. Members join by sponsoring others into the program. Steem Basic Income is delivered through providing regular upvotes to member content.
Too much writing! Here's the story based on @mariannewest today's prompt "solitude":
When he slowly opened his eyes, around him the bog's poisonous air had given way to a sparkling and pleasant wind. The young Rentao felt that everything in him was reborn, from the alveoli of his lungs, to his olive skin shining again, to every tortured fiber of his nervous muscles.
Since he knew how to read the stars as much as the footprints of the gazelles, it was not difficult for him to realise that he was sitting on the top of the pinnacle blessed by the Spirit of the West. His freshly regained breath was immediately taken from the spectacular view of the delta of the sacred river, washed by the light of Araoth, the major moon.
Was this supposed to be the third ritual? The most terrible trial of all?
He had survived the Glass Forest and his ghosts; he had left demons feed on his spiritual flesh so that he could capture them. He couldn't really grasp in his mind how this vibrant and peaceful place had to be a much more formidable test than the previous ones.
The days flowed one after the other. In his heart, that immense solitude made the beauty of living on the top of the pinnacle even more poignant. From the grooves of the rock he could drink at will and the cosmic breathing technique, handed down from his father, allowed him to receive nutrients even just by licking the basalt from time to time.
Rentao smiled thinking that he would soon be reunited with his family and finally would be welcomed to be part of the Guardians of Light.
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