Writing Prompt – 03/09/17

One of my fondest Telltale memories was starting a writing club with some of my co-workers.  Every week or so, we’d all write short stories based on the same prompt and share them during lunch the following Tuesday.  I found this one from March 2017 on my drive, and I still like it a lot, so I thought I’d share.

Prompt:

A cracked bone floated up from the muddy pond OR “Warning, may cause SHC”

When they met for the first time, they were both twelve, though she would have lied and said she was fourteen, had he asked.  It was summer vacation, and his parents had dragged him to Grandma’s house in what seemed to be the land of tall grass and marsh.  He only ventured out when he ran out of notebook pages to doodle in, though there wasn’t much to look at besides mud and more mud. At the edge of a the largest muddy puddle, he found her holding a makeshift fishing rod – made from a stick and some string – over the cloudy liquid that passed for water.

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Goodbye Telltale

On my way back from the career fair on Thursday, I realized I would probably never come back here again, so I decided to take one last picture of the Telltale office from the parking lot.  It was a very warm day, the rays of sun creating an epic, almost game-like scene.  It felt surreal and oddly fitting.

It saddens me that the studio went out the way it did, but I gained a lot in the 2+ years I’ve been there.  I made some amazing friends, learned much more than I could have imagined, and I got to work on some incredible projects in the process.  So however this story ultimately ends, I’m stepping out of it on an optimistic note.

Here’s hoping that whatever adventure’s next will be even more amazing.