The Aether Prompt: March 6th, 2019

Writers! Rev up your aethereal engines of imagination, and use the image above as a prompt to create a microfiction of one hundred words or less!

Anything that fits under the umbrella of speculative fiction — science fiction, fantasy, horror, supernatural fiction and more — is welcome to be shared as a comment to this post. I will select my favorite very short story from those submitted… and turn your words into a fully polished and credited presentation (in the style of my Aethereal Musings) to be featured on an upcoming Thursday on the blog!

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE!

If your piece is selected to be featured, you will be in the running to win the 2019 AETHEREAL ENGINEER WRITER SUPPORT PRIZE PACKAGE!

This mysterious box will be packed with all sorts of wonderful goodies catering to your authorly needs, all hand selected by yours truly! At a total estimated value of at least $100, you could brag about receiving one of the highest per-word payouts for any submission, anywhere!

How might you win such a fantabulous treasure?

The featured Thursday posts for Aether Prompt winners (not the initial Wednesday prompts) will receive a score. Each “Like” on a post will grant one point to the author’s score, and each unique WordPress reblog will grant three points. The author of the piece with the most points by December 1st, 2019… WINS!

I reserve the full and unquestioned right to break any ties, disqualify entries if shenanigans are suspected, and declare a winner with absolute and final authority. If you win, I will require your physical address to ship your prize to you (with standard shipping included free of charge).

So what are you waiting for? Write to get your creative engines going today! Write for the glory! Write for a chance to win a fantabulous prize!

But whatever you do, just keep writing. :-)

Take care everyone, I look forward to your creations!

~Jason H. Abbott

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12 thoughts on “The Aether Prompt: March 6th, 2019

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  1. My mouth began to burn, the second the back of my tongue twitched to say the first word.

    “A spell, like the truth, is a living thing,” my master said. I tried to keep the tears from my eyes and my ears open for her advise.

    “Just like words, spells become their own forces in the world. Except, now, if you say something you don’t mean to, there will be no mistaking the damage it will cause. For, while all are weak to insult, there is no hiding a burn.”

    Despite myself, I really wanted to say that wasn’t funny.

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      1. Thanks so much. That means a lot coming from a killer of the writing game. I worry sometimes I’m not really hitting the bar. But at the very least I’m noticed. So, in the words of Jack Sparrow “…but you have heard of me.” lol.

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  2. Hi there, my name is Jason and I am a walking portal, sucky power to be born with huh? My life started out like any other, that changed when I was about 16 when I learned of my “power,” a doorway opening into a realm humans don’t believe exist. My first carriers, crossed over puppeting my body all being harmless and not posing a threat. But today, on my 30th birthday, this carrier is burning me from the inside out. It seems that Lucifer himself is trying to crossover, and I don’t think I can stop him.

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    1. Congratulations, The Dark Netizen, you’re the winner of the March 6th Aether Prompt!

      With tight prose and a punchy twist ending, I found your entry to be the most fun of the batch. Nice work. :-)

      Your winning entry will get a featured post on Thursday, April 4th, and that also puts you in the running for the WRITER SUPPORT PRIZE PACKAGE being given out in December! Wowsers!

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  3. K’uluths mouth burned. Although he had used the words of fire all his life, it had never burned. He had never before experienced the pain of flame.
    He dropped to his knees as his body continued to change, his rough scales turning into smooth skin, his wings disappearing, and his claws morphing into fingernails.
    Clothes automatically appeared onto his body, a reassuring side-effect of the potion that Lu’did had given him. It would help rescue his race.
    He still had the power of a dragon soul within him, and he could still use flame magic.
    But he was now human.

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    1. You came in second on this one, M.A. I love dragons and shapeshifting characters, so I enjoyed your entry quite a bit. :-) The winner edged you out by only a small degree. Keep up the good work!

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