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Prompt #1 Writing:
I silently nodded and sat on the sofa. The man before me looked over a few pages on his clipboard before heaving a sigh.
“I'm very sorry to tell you this - but the next Game of Thrones book is never going to be completed.”
I froze, a chill running down my spine and my heart racing.
“B-But why?” I asked. “T-The HBO show? How will they…”
“George R. R. Martin said he was postponing the release. Given his obscene concept of time, we can only assume he means never.”
“T-That monster!” I cried. “How dare he? He will never know my pain. Damn him and damn Westros!”
After that, a terrible war broke out. Kim Jong Un, angered by the news, nuked his favorite authors home country. The book release was scheduled for the subsequent week, but it was too late. The nerds were going through withdrawal. The 900 pages consisting mostly of descriptions for every meal were like crack to the geeks of society. And they were not waiting any longer. This was the end of the world. The worst part?
Nobody knows who is sitting on that goddamn throne.
This will become a reality all too soon. Write, George. Write like the wind!