Best way to get ones toes wet is with flash contests. There are some new contests out now that weren't when I last participated. I look forward to trying these out. Look for my posts with the hashtag #100Days as I get back into it.
For the first day, I'm diving into the 100 Words challenge by Velvet Verbosity.
The word is "shelf," and these are my words.
This was her most sacred place, the place where the relics of her parents were kept. She knew every corner, every shelf. Countless nights Mirja'a fell asleep staring at the carved images of her parents while candles burn down to nubs, wishing she could bring them back.
The priests said she had immense power, but none of it was enough to change the past. None of it was enough to burn away the sounds of her parents being slaughtered by the Bijeszlo.
The only things remaining of her parents were on these shelves, powerless and impotent, just as she felt.