Chimera Prompt: bottle

A green glass bottle sat on a rusted metal shelf, covered in dust and grime in the corner of a dusty room filled with the detritus of a forgotten time. Dust covered the bottle and its glass stopper. Its label peeling, faded and unreadable, and yet something dark lurked within the bottle’s blue green depths. Honeyed poison?
witch’s spell?
vampire’s blood?
The essence of evil?
the tears of an angel?
Plague?
life?
the whisper of death?
cry of despair?
A green glass bottle of time sitting lonely on a rusted shelf, all the potential hope and horror of Pandora’s gift.

Chimera Prompt Music

Kelly stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror, blonde hair pulled back in a tight pony tale, heart shaped face, with pink cupids bow lips, and large blue eye. A small spot of red rode high on her cheek as she critically assessed her perfect makeup. She rubbed the last spot away, steaming water fogged the mirror, as the last of the blood washed away. Kelly smiled a sweet smile that did not reach the pooling black depths of her cold blue eyes, as she stepped over the plastic wrapped body and adjusted the skirt of her cheerleader uniform.



* while listening to Seether and Stone Sour, and very inspired by Dexter Morgan

Lava (a Chimera writing prompt)

The goddess stood on the mountain, wrapped in night. She looked down upon the city of men far below. The stench and noise of humanity blew on the wind. The goddess frowned and waited as the moon rose high and bloated in the star strewn sky. The goddess waited but no sacrifice was made, she was forgotten. Her lips curved in a terrible smile, and she called fire from the heart of the earth. The mountain rumbled to life, smoke and ash billowed into the sky, molten lava poured down. The goddess laughed as the city burned. They would remember.