An Echo

“The Stolen Aruba ” by An Echo

They say it’s always the people you know. Riley’s thumb brushes against the hem of her sleeve as she sits stiffly before the Director of Magic. The polished obsidian table stretches wide in the grand chamber, an imposing divide between her and the row of stern-faced Magic Board members flanking the Director. Their gazes bear down on her, sharp and expectant. Her voice still lingers in the room, the last syllables of her testimony echoing faintly. She had recounted every detail—the theft of the Aruba, an ancient magical artifact, and the id...

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“Nightmare” by An Echo

Hi guys .It has been awhile.Happy Halloween in advance.°°°°"Did you hear that?" you say to your coworker, Ana."Hear what Margaret?" Her eyebrows are arched. You read the worry and slight confusion in her eyes.It's happening again, you think. The voice is back. You can already foresee the office gossip- Crazy Cat Lady in Accounting is hearing things again. You don't even own a cat. And you're not crazy but Nobody believes you.You try to diffuse the situation by laughing uncomfortably like you made a bad joke. Your eyes shift back on your lapt...

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“BITTERSWEET” by An Echo

HER POV"Our young master has changed," the young maid murmured, her voice barely above a whisper, carrying the weight of rumor and unease that permeated the palace's corridors like a shroud. How could she not have noticed?- The whispers had spread like wildfire, tales of the ambush during the Imperial hunt echoing through every chamber. The crown prince's limp body dragged from the icy embrace of the river, had become the centerpiece of a macabre spectacle. The pallor of his skin, once warm and vibrant, now resembled the ghostly hu...

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“Fabella ” by An Echo

Fabian hates fandoms, especially when it's about him and his love life. Fans idolize people they barely know, adoring everything about them, spreading rumors and their obsession leads to fan wars.How was the "Fabella" fandom born? It all starts at a ball when the Princess of Nord, a powerful empire, in Sedo. Fabian was eight. Isabella was six when she proclaimed her love in front of the entire kingdom. It was "young love" or so everyone said.  It was Fabian's first time in the limelight. A geeky kid dazed by the...

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“All's fair in Love and War” by An Echo

The horse gallops through the fogey forest towards the distant light. The midnight wind carrying droplets continuously washed over the drenched rider yet he remained unfazed; thrusting the horse to move faster.The camp tents are in view making out only the figures of soldiers he could count on his fingers, six. The sound of the horse disturbing the rather unusual quiet night draws the attention of the soldiers and they gathered at the outskirts of the tents.The rider finally pulls on the reins bring the horse to a slow halt. He ignores the s...

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“All out” by An Echo

RYLEEShe heard hushes, whispers and bickers all in an unconscious attempt to hide their fear. She wiped her sweaty palm on her jeans and walked into the poorly lit living room. The whispers muffled out and she could feel the questioning eyes on her. She stopped in her spot, feeling out of place before continuing towards the quivering brunette biting on her knuckles. She was spaced out on the arms chair murmuring to herself. She was the most distraught not even noticing the figure standing beside her.“Zoey, how is she?”The familiar voice...

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“Second Choice” by An Echo

"Should I book the ticket back home now or later?" Home? For my assistant is her flat with her newly wed husband and their overweight cat. I could tell by the number of times she's excused herself to the bathroom to make a call or return a text that she missed him and he had missed her. I could hear her giggling under her breathe or the way she smiled at her phone.I, on the other hand, have nothing waiting for me. I'd had go back to my busy life, with non stop business meetings. I'd go HOME after a stressful days work, to my penthouse, alone...

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“Engagement Party” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #96

It was the year 2087. Although, the inter galactic war had ended over eight years ago, life had we know it had ceased to return to normal. Shortly, after the war ended, a treaty was signed by majority of the surviving planets. However, some were defiant, revolting against the peace and working underneath to restart the war, they call themselves The Uzra; they believed they needed to rule the galaxy for peace to truly reign. Hence, the Omega was formed to maintain peace and exterminate The Uzra. Some survivors had returned to earth and r...

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“Infinite Possibilities” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #95

We broke up. Technically, we were never together; but I guess I began to think we were. I began to imagine our future together although I didn't make much of it; it was just a possibility. We could have been happy together. Ava, that would be our daughter's name, we'd laugh and play in the garden of our small home. We'd grow old in each other arms. It was perfect but that's only one way it could go. A possibility. We live in a world of infinite possibilities. There always would exist another probability, we could have dated, got ma...

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“Trapped” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #94

Tristen was trapped with the person he believed hated him the most. It was her fault they were stuck there. It was her fault they were about to die. Had she not been stuck in the same trap as he was, he would have died thinking she planned it all. As to how they got trapped or how they would escape was impossible for either to deduce. What Tristen did know was that Kendra was to blame, her and her stupid Dare.All the magical students were on a field trip for the purpose of integrating the factions in the school. As Professor Qweill had said,...

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“ 'Move on': Who are we without our memories?” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #76

Memories are our brains memory card. Most of us, don't know how information gets stored there. We have data on there that we wished we could erase. Few of us wake up one day and realize our data is gone. Who are we? that's the real question. Who are we without those memories?The door opened to a beautiful creature with bright eyes."Beix?" asked the creature with shabby brown curls. Beix smiled. "Doko."Doko moved aside to let the creature fly in. "I didn't think you were going to make it.""I didn't think so too. You know how work gets......

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“Move On: Rock bottom” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #75

Ever reached rock bottom? No, not that fantasy world with the talking fishes and tasty burgers. It's a mental place. And when you get there, your brain automatically tells you to leave. Get out. Move on. But it's never easy.Some of us didn't exactly stick the landing and we're broken pieces scattered around.Maybe we pick ourselves together, maybe we don't. Maybe we're too tired, tired of it all, tired from the drop, tired of being broken, tired of being put back together, tired of falling after getting back up, or like I said before just tir...

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“Eyes that never SMILE.” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #72

"Just another suicide case. Nothing to see really."You'll be the judge of that.Welcome, you must be the new detective. I'm guessing this is your first case. No problem, I'm Maya, I'm your guide. The scene sets in a teenage girls bedroom. The darkness, a thick fog, in the room. The hair at the back of your neck stands, not because of the humidity but for your thirst for Justice."Geez, open the blinds. What is this? A horror movie."You roll your eyes at the extra large police cop, Berny. You're new here, but you already know that you two would...

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“Memory Gap” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #68

It has been twenty four years since I'd last seen it, but the place looks exactly the same. My grip tightens around the seat belt, as we pull up the driveway. My stomach churnes. I fear the Burritto, I got from the drive through, would be on the carpet of my Toyota Tacoma. Breathe Catheleen. Breathe. "I was so happy when you called yesterday. I couldn't believe it..." Except, I don't remember. I don't remember calling her or asking her to bring me back...here. Was I drunk again? That would explain why I was passed out when she came...

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“Ma's Golden boy” by An Echo

Submitted to Contest #66

Ma's Golden boy sat at the quiet dinner table with a full plate. He wasn't Ma's favourite, Ma never did favourites; as always, every one at the table had equal portions. Although, Ma didn't heed to the plea of her Golden boy, the bland porridge wasn't all that bland, that's because they ate in tears. It's only normal they cried, they had watched their brother die few minutes ago. And now they were forced to have dinner. "You'd better eat your food, if you don't want to end up like him," Ma had said. Ma had a few rules. Ma neve...

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