The Aether Prompt: April 24th, 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!


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

12 thoughts on “The Aether Prompt: April 24th, 2019

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  1. “There’s a fire in the garden,” she said. Her voice was a snarl and a purr. The laugh that followed was a bark. Amidst the green brush her mane flared like a dozen sinuous tongues, all whispering a different, tangled promise.
    While her feet were silent, with a predators grace, my eyes tracked her wake in the brush. The leaves, shifting like ripples in a forest pond, shook with the branch crackling of my hidden flame.
    “Show me the fire, that I might quench it.” My words were as the flowers on the leaves. Open and wanting.

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    1. Congratulations, Scribe. You’ve won another round with this entry for the April 24th Aether Prompt!

      Dripping, sensual, poetic description. Loved this one, dude. :-)

      Your winning entry will get a featured post tomorrow!

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  2. Dogwood blooms when Winter lays down to sleep.

    While Spring is friends with us both, I rarely saw any vestiges of Winter. The freckled red-head usually fell asleep before I woke, but I’ve become powerful. I arose from slumber earlier each year, and this year I saw dogwood blooms.

    I sought Winter, who lay beneath the dogwoods in preparation for rest, and smiled.

    “Summer?” she asked. “What are you doing awake?”

    “What with global warming, my chances of seeing you alive grow ever slimmer.” Her eyes shot open. “You should have known I was most powerful, sister.”

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