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Submitted to Contest #186
Content Warning: Mentions of death and grief. Dirt. There’s nothing but dirt. Heavy. Wet. Shoving its way down your throat. Clinging to your skin. No one tells you this. About the clawing. The battle. That you have to fight your way back into the light. Break through the wood. Endure the bugs. Their legs, racing over your skin. Or what’s left of it anyway. Because you’re not really skin. Not even bones. Nor blood. Just shimmer. Suggestion. Moonlight on glass. Dust motes in a sunbeam. ...
Submitted to Contest #152
There’s a small village in the mountains, tucked between towering peaks. Balanced on a cliff at the edge of the world, just on the line between falling and flying. They live in a world where stories happen, where gods come down from the sky and mingle and mate and sometimes demand that men march to war. Where monsters roar. Where heroes learn to swing swords. But in this village, the people herd goats up and down the crags. They grow olives and churn olive oil and pick figs, sell them to the merchants and their carts to carry to...
Submitted to Contest #42
Leap of Faith Did you know that it doesn’t matter how much makeup a person wears, or how fancy their clothes are, or even what color their hair is—even if it’s raven black, bubble-gum pink, or as blue as the midnight sky? The first thing that others will notice about you is still your scars. Scars running like the lines of a map, back and forth, leaving raised roads over skin. Even a year later, it’s still the very first thing that people notice about me. I dyed my hair as blue as the midnight sky to test this theory, and still, the ro...
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