A Little Writing Challenge

Phon_Senajan

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So I've came up with a little something for you to play with your writing urge or kill time when you've got nothing to do.

Basically, you listen to a song (or one under different remixes for the moods) and write a story according to what your mind envision while listening. It can be whatever yo want. Just mention what song(s) did you use.
 
And I will start with mine.

Tick, tock, tick, tockā€¦


the constant noise of the clock was pounding through his head.


Tick, tock, tick, tockā€¦


The swing of the pendulum was like hammer mercilessly smashing at his senses.


The man took a deep breath, the air filling his battered lungs. Questions swirling in his brain.


Where is he? What happened?


Without opening his eyes, he reached out by his side to feel along the gravel ground. Ah, yes. The trusty sword is still there. He grasped at its hilt and pulled it closer.


The clock, why is it sounding.


The sound is so painful.


With a gasp, he shot himself up onto his knee, using the weathered sword to support himself. He opened his eyes.


There was no clock in sight, but he felt a new feeling at his waistā€¦


Waves, wetness, a sea?


He finally noticed he was sitting knee deep in a...lake, of sorts. It doesn't look like a "lake", but rather a plane of water with consistent depth.


Then it happened again, a whisperā€¦


It sounded so familiar, so close yet so far, hushed but ringing in his earsā€¦


He could not make it out, there were many, too many, too loudā€¦


He dipped his face down to the water below to wash it, but at the moment he reeled it back up, he found himself in waist deep water near a gravel beach. And on it stood a woman, clad in prismarine colored robe flowing in the wind.


And the whispers faded out, as if singling out what was to come. He walked towards her as if in a trance as another whisper sounded, hers.


"So hard...when it's so far...and you're lostā€¦"


"Home...is so very farā€¦"


He walked on, compelling by supernatural force. Reaching a hand out longingly towards her. Deep down inside he had a feeling. He knew what the voice was about.


Homeā€¦


The sound rang as the hands of the clock snapped and broke. Everything was frozen and he was a mere feet from her. Then a voice broke through the silence, no longer a whisper but a clear speech.


"You'll find itā€¦."


"...There's still time"


And at that, the man was launched backwards into the water. And he sunk deeper and deeper into darknessā€¦


Emerging into an endless green field from a small pond. He stood up and propped the sword into a sheath on his back.


This place was alien to him, yet he confidently took the steps, and soon breaks into a sprint. Into the unknown.


He ran far, thousands of miles maybe? But he kept on running. The only thing running through his mind was the word.


"Home"


His heart raced and his chest heaved, but he did not stop. He knew where he was going.


"You're not lost" was her words. He didn't recall her uttering such, but held it in his mind, as if he always knew. His steps didn't die down. The alluring smiles were etched into his head and his heart swelled up with glee. He was going home.


Across the endless fields


Across the endless seas


Across the endless planes


He was going home.


He didn't know how long he had ran for, but when he regain self control he found himself in a familiar golden sea of wheat. He kept running as the image of the green robed woman appeared again. Her smile was like that of a goddess. And he ran towards the white light.


Finally, he was home...

Songs used:
Hans Zimmer: Time (Satellite Empire remix)
Hans Zimmer ft. Satellite Empire: Time (Yelhigh! remix)
Hans Zimmer ft. Satellite Empire: Time (The Machinist remix)
Hans Zimmer ft. Satellite Empire: Time (Noise Killerz remix)
 
I put my playlist on shuffle and I got a pretty good one. (except they're all good ones lol) Also a sad one (mood wise).


I woke up today. Funny thing, that. Getting pulled out of a dream. Abrupt, yet nobody ever seems to notice. Maybe it's because they just forget. Maybe they never really cared. Now that I think about it, it's kinda like life.

I've been numb for the past few days. This is probably the 'asleep part'. I don't notice the pain. It's there, but it doesn't bother me. I'd say I'm at peace with it, but I don't feel a thing. But that's why it's a dream.

I say it's been the past few days, but I can't really tell. The days go walking past, and I stay home. It may not be the best way to cope, but when you're drowning you don't want to do much. I suppose it's like a dream too. It suffocates me, but I don't feel breathless, just tired, and the days go by.

It feels unreal. Fake. Like I might wake up. But that metaphor's well worn, and so am I. I know it's real, deep down.

If this is a dream, then I suppose I should wake up sometime. But I'm quite frightened. To wake of from a dream, you're supposed to come to terms with it. But I think that's what I'm most afraid of.

Well, not quite. I'm most afraid that when I come to terms with it, nothing will change.

Even then, that's not my biggest fear.

I'm afraid that I already have, and that this is it.

I'm afraid that deep down I've always been like this.


I'm scared.....

But I have to move on.

I know that I can't live like this.

No one can.

I think the way to stop dreaming is to let go.

To fall.

Or maybe not.
But we all wake up sometime.

And I'm going to wake up.​
 
Basically, you listen to a song (or one under different remixes for the moods) and write a story according to what your mind envision while listening. It can be whatever yo want. Just mention what song(s) did you use.
I literally just had this idea walking home from my bus stop. You, Phon, are a prophet.

I'll write one on docs today, and post it here.