Disclaimer: Using Latin phrases to sound smart is my modus operandi.
DATE : July 27
THEME : Science Fiction
SETTING : Park
CHARACTERS : Lucy
PROMPT : Writing
'I need an idea. Not just any idea, but an awesome idea. One that will win me title as one of the greatest writers ever in history!'
A young, fourteen-year-old Lucy sits out on a park bench, notebook open and ready in her lap. A pencil is held loosely in her hand over the blank pages, ready to write a masterpiece, but Lucy's mind has decided now to go as white as the pages.
'Come on…think!' Lucy sighs and looks up at the clouds, frowning that she can't see the stars. 'I was told to think of what I know, which is stars, but I can't see them. Why can't they be visible…during the day!'
It's by no means a great story, but it's not bad either. If she were a little more experienced, Lucy would have a good read on her hands. The concept is leaning towards simple- stars start to appear in the sky in the middle of the day. Each time a star appears during the day, a human switches with a spirit- but the technicalities it requires are a bit too much for a newbie.
Lucy gets to ten pages before she sighs and looks back, shaking her head at the story. 'No one will like this,' she moans to herself, a bit of self-doubt eating at her. Maybe she's not cut out to be a writer after all.
Lucy looks at all the couple walking the park, a few more ideas springing in her mind, but she deems none of them interesting enough to work on.
One man has a robo-dragon on his shirt, inspiring Lucy to turn to a fresh page and write two more stories down.
The first is as simple as possible: the old robot falls in love with human and gains emotions. Surprisingly, it's a real tear-jerker. Too much of a tear-jerker. Even Lucy, who thinks it could actually be published as a short story, turns her head away in sorrow.
'I can't believe I wrote that! It's so...depressing.'
The next one has some level of appeal to her personally. It's about a dragon that is transformed into a hot-headed boy and goes on adventures with a smart, shrimpy side-kick and leading lady. So Lucy likes hot-heads. Oh well.
Her escort for the evening calls her oven, claiming it's becoming too late to stay. Lucy puts up little resistance, but looks longingly at the park from the window. She even turns around in her seat to look back, feeling her creative mood shift into off.
She comes back to the park many times, a few of which are used to write miscellaneous adventures about her dragon boy.
Later, when Lucy's joined Fairy Tail, she'll find her old notebook and smile at the childish stories. There's one little story about a dragon boy that makes her laugh every time she sees it. After all, her most recent logs of her adventures with Natsu she intends to publish seem to be almost parallel to her old story.
It seems she's found her years ago. Lucy only needed a certain hot-head to make it better.