January Writing Prompt Challenge: Day 22
Jan. 23rd, 2021 12:01 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wordwhackerBluhhh SO TIRED. Just finished running a great game of D&D. Brain dead. Quick prompt.
DAY TWENTY-TWO PROMPT:
A rival wants to destroy someone's dream with/for a device, but they must reconcile with an old enemy.
Can't decide if the device is going to be the weapon/means for destroying the dream. Maybe a literal dream. Maybe it's a litte "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and wow I must be tired because I just "got" that title for the first time. Anyway. Maybe it's a recurring dream they've been having, something that haunts them, a memory of someone who hurt them. So they decide to purge the memory, but the only person who can do it is their old rival; the person we were in contention against to perfect the technology. We held the patent but couldn't make it work; they were able to swoop in finish what we started. Maybe that's what we want to erase. The knowledge of how close we were. Maybe we reconcile... or maybe it's one last jab, something we know they'll remember but we won't. The hurt they caused. It will be their cross to bear now.
That went places. It wound up being more interesting than I expected. Neat. Sleep now.
DAY TWENTY-TWO PROMPT:
A rival wants to destroy someone's dream with/for a device, but they must reconcile with an old enemy.
Can't decide if the device is going to be the weapon/means for destroying the dream. Maybe a literal dream. Maybe it's a litte "Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind" and wow I must be tired because I just "got" that title for the first time. Anyway. Maybe it's a recurring dream they've been having, something that haunts them, a memory of someone who hurt them. So they decide to purge the memory, but the only person who can do it is their old rival; the person we were in contention against to perfect the technology. We held the patent but couldn't make it work; they were able to swoop in finish what we started. Maybe that's what we want to erase. The knowledge of how close we were. Maybe we reconcile... or maybe it's one last jab, something we know they'll remember but we won't. The hurt they caused. It will be their cross to bear now.
That went places. It wound up being more interesting than I expected. Neat. Sleep now.
