The Aether Prompt: June 19th, 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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  1. The young seeress stood poised at the entrance of her grotto and watched the morning’s onslaught approach. It was a mixed flock — from the humble seagull to the woodland owl to the grand falcon.

    So many requests. So many wishes and demands for answers. She could never satisfy them all. But she had to try.

    “Mother Moon give me strength.”

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  2. Waves curled beneath her, the boundless locks of a goddess. The smell of salt and sand mixed intimately with the sweeter scents of her own perfume and the stubborn grass that clung to the cliff, against the ocean wind.

    “A choice is nothing like a cliff, dove,” I said. Her dress, handed down from my own wedding, fluttered loosely around her. She didn’t move. My heart hurt for her. I’d hoped to spare her this, even before she was born. But…. “With a choice, you don’t get to know what will rise to meet you.”

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