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Submitted to Contest #49
It’s astonishing how much humans have progressed, yet how little they have truly accomplished. Humans are truly fascinating creatures and I believe anyone observing them with an outside perspective would be inclined to agree, death certainty would. But unlike death I don’t believe in fate and I never have, nor will I ever be able to. You see time cannot condone fate and because I am time, fate is off limits. It is not as though I am a physical thing, but I am an ever present thing. I watch over those...not really below but rather arou...
Clouds of spiralling hues of grey hung in the sky, dimming the streets below and sending shivers down Felix Porter’s spine. He moved through the streets of Brighton, smoke rising up from the chimneys of brick homes on the crisp morning. Motor cars and carriages pushing past him as he approached the post office. Felix’s hands were stuffed into the pockets of his hazel wool coat, a red scarf wrapped around his neck, forcing out the cold. Swiftly, Felix turned into the post office, the warmth of the building greeting him as the bell atop...
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