1) Use the following five words in a story: count, spilling, thousand, blustery, cloud
Chel pulled his hood up and looked at the sky. Not a cloud to be seen. He ducked under a tree branch and into the dappled shadow of a thousand leaves. The patches of light slid across his cloak as he walked across the bare dirt toward the trunk.
He pulled out his coins and started to count them, letting them slide between his fingers, spilling onto the ground.
He noticed Antel pausing just outside the circle of shade, waiting for Chel to call. Chel kept his eyes on the coins, watching them flash as they passed in and out of the light.
After a few minutes of silence, he looked up. The normally blustery attitude Antel wore was somber.
2) Write about doing something together that a character normally does alone
Chel waved his rival closer, taking a step back from the small pile of coins.
They stared at each other in the silent isolation, Chel fingering his knife hilt and certain that Antel was doing the same.
"I've done what I can," Chel said. "It wasn't enough."
Antel nodded. "As have I." He pulled out his own stash of coins and held them over Chel's pile.
Chel slumped and looked at the tree trunk. It had come to this.
The first coin fell, the clink as it lounded sounding louder than it should to Chel's ears.
