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Begin your story with a character crashing into something (or someone) while skiing.

Posted in Adventure on Oct 25, 2022

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✍️ 30 stories

The Last Chance

Submitted to Contest #129

Sunrise exploded with blood-red slashes across the frozen horizon. Jeff hit the rise and caught air, landing with a jolt that nearly tore his helmet off. Gaining speed, he leaned into a right-hand downhill turn and threw a rooster tail into the berm of the narrow trail. His jaw hurt and he realized he was grinding his teeth. He dropped his head for a second and inhaled. Jeff squeezed the remote button on his ski pole and said, “Sammy, you copy?” Carrying speed from the short downhill, he leaned left and popped up over a rise and into a b...

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From bubbles to burst and boost!

Submitted to Contest #129

Buoyed by the principles plus precepts learnt from watching a few YouTube videos on skiing well and without fear as a novice, I set off down the snowy slope with a significant sense of déjà vu! This euphoric feeling was as indescribable as it was enjoyable. This wind at my back turned to temporal dysphoria as I crashed into someone while seeking to employ a wedge stop technique practiced a few times after watching the how-tos. A more experienced skier auspiciously came to the rescue of my "victim" as I steadily moved to a safe spot. Bask...

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The Ski Slope

Submitted to Contest #129

[This story alludes to child neglect.] “I can’t stop!” she yelled. “Turn to the side!” he yelled behind him, but it was too late; Miley crashed right into the back of him, taking them both down, hands and faces smacked in the snow. Snow was shoved into their faces, up their noses and into their mouths, cold and wet. Jason sat right up but if Miley thought he was worried about her, she was wrong. “Miley! Ugh! Why didn’t you turn? I told you to turn!” he snapped. Miley sat up, more slowly than her older brother, and wiped away...

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Edraculatte Flexes Down An Avalanche

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Crystals of ice form on the hairs in his nose, which is an incredibly peculiar sensation. He feels as though he has just done a line of Ice 9 up each nostril; a feeling which takes his attention away from the fact that he is skiing down the side of a large mountain and is about to collide with a large, hairy humanoid. "What the fugk, bro?" the large, hairy humanoid manages to eek out before he is knocked ass akimbo by the thoughtless skier. Neither of the bipeds are hurt, but the hairless one on skis takes a bit longer to recover. When h...

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Snow and the old oak tree

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SNOW AND THE OLD OAK TREE The tree was one hundred and fifty [150] years old, she was grandiose, and she was solid Oak. This grand beauty was quite tall, over three hundred feet into the royal blue skyline of the southern county forest. Also, she was very sturdy and quite lovely to look up at. She was located in lovely Laguna Woods Village, in the Orange County California’s creek bed. Laguna Woods Village, has several majestic and beautiful grand oaks sprawled in its 2,000 acres of property limits.       &nb...

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Character crashing in to something while skiing

Submitted to Contest #129

It was 23 December 2019. She went to meet her boyfriend. She flew 11626 km from Amritsar to Canada .Amritsar is the most beautiful place in North India. Amritsar is the city which is filled from lot of natural beauties .Her story begin with the one truth and truth was poison. Her father is retired military officer.Father worked bit far from home when she was a child . Father came to house after every two , three months .Her mother is retired school principal . She became big girl with very innocent parents and highly beautiful village .Just ...

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Me Time

Submitted to Contest #129

It is January 1, 2022.I decided to get away for some me time.My husband has been driving me crazy. We have 2 dogs, 13 chickens, a rooster, a peacock, a turkey, two ducks, two african greys, and an amazon parrot. My sister came to visit christmas eve and brought along her two puppies. Her boyfriend Marc talked her into giving me one of them. So I decided to go to maine.I decided to go to sugarloaf. I took a bus to Maine. Then I took a cab to the resort. It has a 4,237 foot summit. The ski village has winter gear stores, descent restaurants, a...

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The Lone Skier

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The lone skier paused for a moment and only a moment, at the crest of the mountain as the snow began to fall. The mountain was nestled at the foothills of a larger mountain chain, about an hour from the city. The skier breathed in the crisp mountain air, relishing his surroundings, so happy to escape the bustle of the big city. This would be his final run of the day. The lifts carried few people up the mountain this time of night, and he hadn't seen anybody on the slopes in the past hour. He peered to the left, longingly glancing at the...

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Knight In Shining Skis

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Everywhere I looked, there was snow. A minute ago, I had the warm sun on me, defrosting my frozen limbs. I was going down the slope way too fast; sweat poured down my face, pooling in my neck warmer. Breathe! The voice in my head screamed at me. I tried to move my body, but I felt like a freezer-burnt popsicle stuck to an icy surface. When things couldn’t get any worse, my ski poles flew from my hands. I waved my arms in the air trying to keep my balance, but I couldn’t. I fell, hard, landing on my stomach. I started to roll, turning into a ...

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St. George's Hot Meal Thursday

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I put my foot in my mouth the first time I ever met Jim, one of the regulars at St. George’s Hot Meal Thursday. “Hope your arm gets better soon,” I said, painfully unaware that his condition was permanent. His right arm was in a sling.“It’s not going to get better,” said Jim. With his good arm he scooped a slotted spoonful of pork and beans onto a depression in a mound of rice. He nudged his tray toward the turkey and gravy.Jim relayed the little of what he knew about his injury without any embellishment. I was still surveying the foil ...

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Viola

Submitted to Contest #129

When Viola crashed into the tree, her ski’s unlocking from her boots and flying off the edge of the mountain, her body rolling across the cold, wet ground, she was sure death was keeping watch from below. Of course, she had taken the wrong turn. Of course, she was stuck in the areas left unexplored, dangerous, and wild. With the snow, packed heavy on the ground as it continued to fall in sprinkles around her, Viola knew any marks she might’ve left would be long gone soon enough. Even if she had her skis, still banging and crashing their...

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Hidden in the Snow

Submitted to Contest #129

We hop off the ski lift, then trudge across the snow to come to a stop at the edge of the slope. We fall silent as we stare into the distance, and the other skiers around us seem to do the same. The air becomes very still and quiet as we collectively fall captive to the magical trance. The great, white Himalayan mountains stretch out before us, protruding from the earth and reaching for the sky, its snowy caps glittering golden underneath the suns rays and its peaks piercing through low wispy clouds. Breathing in this crisp air feels like a ...

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Where Am I?

Submitted to Contest #129

It was brisk out. Tanya inhaled deeply, filling her lungs with the chilling air. She focused on her heartbeat, which was increasing rapidly. A feeling of panic started to rise in her throat, but it was quickly choked back as she took in another breath. “Everything will be just fine.” She whispered to herself, though she was not quite sure she had even said it aloud.  Just as her thoughts started to race, they were interrupted by a heavy hand on her shoulder. “You look a little green around the gills champ!” Tanya recogn...

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An Absurd (And Absurdly Literal) Interpretation of the Great Beyond

Submitted to Contest #129

He gazed out from behind his coal black eyes at the mountain. It stood there, freshly blanketed with the snow that was both the beauty and the essence of life for him. Staring at this holy place he could not help but think of his cosmic insignificance. The permanence, the ancientness of the mountain in comparison to his transient existence did not fill him with dread though. Instead, he found hope in that permanence, confidence in that ancient and everlasting presence. A sensation of familiarity arose in him as the sun crested over the peak,...

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Merging Left

Submitted to Contest #129

He saw fragmented patterns in the snow of flickering white and dark shadows without definition or topography. The background vista of the valley below with evergreens and snow-covered granite outcroppings beyond the immediate landscape of the ski run was hidden from his eyes. He stood alone with his skis pointed across the terrain, ski poles planted on the side of each ski, looking to the world like any other skier poised for another run. The ski equipment and clothing were not the latest technology, except for the ski helmet, which was a gi...

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