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Submitted to Contest #53
Vita blamed the sweat coating every inch of her body for why she couldn’t get her Lego floor one and floor two to connect right. When she bought her stucco house out in the middle of nowhere Arizona, she was mainly concerned with avoiding neighbors and being able to walk on her property without any weirdos trying to sneak a peek. What she didn’t account for was how much longer public services would take to come and fix important shit, like a bum electric line in the middle of summer. She discarded the stupid blue Lego and laid her head ne...
Submitted to Contest #51
Even though Darius had seen the stars in Flagstaff several times, they always took his breath away. The dark sky city mandate made them appear incredibly crisp and twinkling. The sight was so beautiful it almost distracted the feeling of his fingertips going numb in the winter chill. He rubbed his hands together and turned towards Nelida, who had just finished assembling her telescope. “That should do it. Let’s see.” She bent over the hulking contraption, tilting it carefully. “Here’s a nice binary star system we can start with. Wanna look...
Submitted to Contest #49
Rami straightened out the bus ticket clenched in his sweaty palm. He didn’t want to go home. His stomach squeezed up, displacing the small breakfast he’d managed to swallow down to the bottom of his throat. He reached for his phone in his back pocket, but stopped when he remembered this morning’s call. For a second all he could do was breath deep and blink furiously, thoughts replaced with a despair that simultaneously paused and sped up time. He didn’t know how many times the boy had asked to sit next to him on the wooden bench before he wa...
Submitted to Contest #47
You walk off the space harbor, compact backpack making your back sweat. You don’t know how much trouble you’re really in. Passing through security is a breeze; there’s nothing in that backpack that’ll get you arrested, no weaponry or genetically hijacked being or nearly-undetectable biochemical abomination. What’s in there is a target; a perfectly constructed decoy with a timer that ticks to your footfalls. But that’s not what you see. You see hope in the contents of the backpack; a map to a planet highly coveted by both the lofty planet tyc...
Submitted to Contest #46
“I had to sweet talk Mick into giving me that sheet metal, so you better make something good with it, you hear me Ro?” He smiled. Ever since their previous adventure, Harper had really become like a daughter to him. So much so that he didn’t much mind how she kept shortening his name. He guessed that Ro was better than her first nickname for him, Rose, and Rose a lot worse than his real name Russford. “Loud and clear,” he said, fidgeting with the thin metal in front of him. She partially exited the doorway, looking back. He sometimes wo...
Submitted to Contest #44
The Pochtecatl man was weary from a week’s travel on foot. His slender calves ached, and the small pouch slung under his plain cloak chafed against his shoulder. He looked up, the waning sun casting a shadow on his destination: the Templo Mayor. He had important information to relay to his Emperor, Montezuma, and then he could finally return home and rest. As he passed the tall wall encircling the temple into the...
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