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Writers’ Dash Prompt: Sepulchral

Published on Wednesday, July 18, 2012 by

Today’s morning prompt is “sepulchral” . Come join us in Second Life® or work from home at 6am PDT for 15 minutes of writing inspired by the word.

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The Writers’ Dash (#writersdash or #dailydash on Twitter) is a 15-minute free writing exercise held on Twitter, Facebook and Second Life® every weekday. At 5:30am & 5:30pm PDT we share the word prompt on our social media channels; the live event begins in Second Life® at 6am & 6pm PDT. Write whatever comes to you. Don’t fixate too heavily on what you are writing and disengage your inner editor – the key is for you to get the words on the page first; you can worry about editing later. If you are attending the live event in Second Life® there will be an opportunity for you to show your work to the other participants after the 15 minutes are up. If you are unable to attend the live event you can share your work on our blog. Just look out for the prompt post and leave your dash piece as a comment.

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3 Responses

      . From deep in the cave came a sepulchral voice. “Have you chosen the Right Path?” it intoned—with echoes whispering through the emptiness.
      . Sally quickly glanced up, down, all around the short distances she could see. She held her breath.
      . “Have you chosen the Right Path?” came the deep voice again.
      . “What do you mean?” asked Sally. “And who are you?”
      . “Are you on the path to the right or the one to the left?” growled the voice impatiently.
      . “Mmmm, I didn’t see two paths. My flashlight only shines two or three feet ahead of me. I don’t know which Path I’m on.” she answered.
      . The voice stayed silent.
      . “Can you tell by where my voice seems to be coming from in relation to you if I’m on the Right path?” she asked.
      . There still was no answer.
      . “Listen you. I want to know who you are and why you’re asking me about a Right Path.” she said in a raised voice.
      . “Calm down, Sally.” said the voice. “I’m Steven from the Summer Bible Camp group. I got lost in here because the battery in my flashlight konked out. When the battery died, I slipped and hurt my ankle. I was hoping you could help me get out of here. ”
      . “Ok.” replied Sally. “I know you. Just keep talking and I’ll get to you. We can go back the way I came in.”

      ©2012 Franja Russell

    • Sepulchral – somber tomes, burial tomb

      Chapel Slur – insults from or to a place of worship
      Help Us Carl – an urgent plea
      Cellar Push – sale on overstocked wine
      Place Hurls – a very unpleasant location
      Spacer Hull – outer shell of a racing starship
      Cash Puller – Las Vegas
      Arch UpSell – increased sales of Roman buildings
      Calls Her Up – the first step to a better life

      ©2012 DangerDave Writer

    • Hidden in the mausoleum was the old Sepulchral Book. Many thought this was a strange place to keep a library, others that the cool, dry environment was the best option. To access the library, you had to press the eye of the gargoyle carved on the tomb. It was a rather uncomfortable place to click considering that the grotesque image had been carved at the back and the space to maneuver was rather scarce. That didn’t prevent anyone from visiting the crypt underneath and browse through the books. People were interested in medieval history and poetry books, in gothic and romantic literature, but not in the Sepulchral Book. It was boring, it was said. It held a list of all those who had died in that area throughout time. How names were added, no one knew and no one dared check if the names had indeed been added.
      Sean Patrick, who was convinced his lineage went back to Chaucer and thought of himself as a writer who paid great attention to detail, decided do some research for a story he was writing with the original title “To Die or Not to Die”.
      So, he clicked the eye of the gargoyle, he walked down the steps to the crypt and tried to find the book. It took him hours. It was buried in the farthest darkest corner, of course. When he pulled it out of the shelf, he thought he heard a voice. He turned around.
      “Hello? Is anyone there?”
      “Yes,” a gruff voice said. “I believe you are taking something that belongs to me.”
      “Oh, no, no! This is the Sepulchral Book; it belongs to everyone in the village.”
      “It belongs to me.”
      Sean’s eyes had long adjusted to the semi-darkness, but he couldn’t see anyone.
      “Ahm… I don’t think so. Can you step closer? I can’t see you.”
      “I’ll step closer alright. It belongs to me.”
      “I’m just doing some research, you see. I won’t take a bite off of it, no worries!”
      Sean heard a few steps and then… nothing.
      The Devil took the Sepulchral Book from Sean’s hands and scribbled his name at the end of the list.
      “What an arrogant brat. This is getting boring. I need to get out more.”
      ©2012 Lizzie Gudkov

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