Another writing tag! This one was started by Writefury and it looks like fun, so I’m going to have at it.
- Link back to Writefury and the person who tagged you.
- Write 3 of your own books as rooms. They can be finished, works in progress, or even just ideas, but they have to be your own.
- Write 1 of your favorite books to read as a room.
- Tag 5 other people.
At least, that’s the basic idea.
Sooo, let us begin.
A broad room, with a smooth wooden floor and polished log walls. The ceiling is high, but not vaulted, and a fire roars on a great hearth at one end of the room. Green and gold tapestries, embroidered with delicate words, hang in narrow strips along the edges of the room, separating the weapons hanging from the walls. Silver lamps fill the chamber with a golden light. A long table, covered with steaming dishes, cold fruit, and glittering wine, divides the room in two.
A white room, sterile, bare of anything but metal, glass, and glowing holographic lights. A narrow bed, fitted with straps , stretches along one wall. A flickering, transparent screen glows nearby. The two-way window is shattered, glass covering the floor. Broken syringes release a sour smell and small scalpels lie abandoned among the glass. The broken overhead plasma bulbs spit a shower of burning sparks and, in the fading light, one shape glows in laser paint above the bed on the blank wall. A crimson rose.
A small room, built of stone, with thick purple and scarlet curtains covering the walls and narrow window, while soft rugs smother the floor. A small fire crackles, barely lighting up the shadows. Scrolls lie in heaps. Strange stones and figures lie scattered about shelves and tables while, before the fire, rests one seat; a divan, piled high with cushions and blankets.
Not My Book:
The Inkheart series by Cornelia Funke
A round room, with fluted arches and light streaming in broad windows. A spring gurgles merrily nearby and vines slip their green tendrils and sweet scent through the open windows. Glittering mosaics cover the floor. Books cover what little wall remains, beautifully illuminated, clean, fresh. Several lie open on the table, revealing blues and greens and scarlets and golds. A bird sings in the distance and several azure feathers, along with crystal stones and delicate treasure, lie scattered about the chamber.
And now for tagging people…I’m awful at this part of the game, but let’s see…
Also, anyone else who thinks this would be fun…consider yourself tagged.
Have fun, and tell me what you thought below!