Last week, @omra-sky created a story featuring a few of the freewriters living together. Since then, a few of us have shamelessly moved in and are running wild!
If you haven't read any of the stories yet, I highly recommend that you do. While each freewrite can stand on its own, there is a grander story arc developing. None of us know exactly where this is going, and that's what's frightening fun! The links to each are located at the bottom of the page.
~@Brisby
My The Weekend Freewrite 12/30/2017
Michael sat down in the middle of the road and began to cry tears of joy at the sight before him.
The air was filled with soft, soft light that pulsed around him. Glowing, glowing, yellow, pink and green. It smelled like the earth on a day after it rains in the spring.............a day that gave you hope for new beginnings..........
Why he was the one to be able to see this he hadn't a clue. His day had started out like any other and he was just like any other or so he had thought but people were walking around him now like he wasn't there! Couldn't they see it? This fantastic sight that all but blinded him? How could this be? he thought as he tried to look around but not take his eyes off of what was in front of him.
It seemed to be waiting for him to come to terms with what he was seeing. There was no pressure just all out calmness in the field around him.
He slowly reached a hand outward with his palm down not knowing what to expect but afraid it would soon be gone. That was not something he wanted to think about so slowly...........
I can't help but laugh as I continue to feed the invisible fish that someone else wants to have for his dinner thought Micheal.
What a crazy trip it has been from this morning to now. To be dragged into a world that Dr. Suess would only dream of.
The fanciful tales that happened now were something that still keeps him in wonder.
Today of all days it was good that he had found the invisible fish so @omra-sky had something to make his saber from. When on his search for more information that day, Michael had found in the paper someone asking if they had any invisible fish to please bring it to the Old Steemians Home. He had thought! How can you catch invisible things? but little did he know his world that day had changed forever and now to just get those fish back to the Home.
He talked to them and they all seemed willing to go along for the ride. Last few years their shoal had been dwindling as more and more decided they tasted more than fine.
So taking up the new found container in the shape of a toaster?..........
The bill she forgot to pay lay in front of Omra-Sky as he swore to the high heavens.
Now, what was he going to do? he was Sooooo close! The man was coming with the invisible fish and now he might not be able to feed them. It was the bargain he had made with the man in order to get the scales he needed to make his saber.
He had promised the man that it wouldn't harm the fish in the least which was the truth or @snook would have his head!
So off he went in search of @brisby to ask her to fly to the electric company so they didn't lose power and the plan could still go on!
Now that she had 'turned', her and her purple squirrels were irreplaceable in the whole shebang.
Then off to @simgirl to have her make some music to keep the fish calm and happy while they were here.
The plan, tho always changing, was coming together in ways one just never knew but they HAD been trained by the best! The god @mariannewest.
Happy Writing!
Snook
This is a spin-off of my original story, The Old Steemians Home. Other's have also written spin-offs. They are worth a read. I will post links to the one's I'm aware of at the bottom. If you have written one, leave a link to it in the comments. If you're thinking of writing one, please do. Use the tag: #SteemHouse and/or #oldsteemianshome. There's plenty of room at #SteemHouse.
~@omra-sky
The Old Steemians Home by @omra-sky
Flash! Day 66 #freewrite by @snook
Old Steemians Home Christmas Eve by @brisby
Netflix: Episode 12, The Old Steemians Home: The Waiting
Just a pillow - Solo un cuscino [ENG/ITA Freewrite - An Old Steemians House Production]