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Submitted to Contest #263
Darkness fell on the small, rural town of Devenport, but none were abroad to see it. They’d retreated to their homes with the light, huddling around their hearths for warmth, chatting animatedly about nothing in particular around the dinner table, or curling up for bed under the heavy fleece blankets the season demanded. It was peaceful time in a peaceful place. On the edge of town stood a cemetery, its brick walls and wrought iron gating overrun by foliage. It, too, had been abandoned as night crept along, the stone ghosts of Devenport the ...
Submitted to Contest #260
Content warning: Strong Language and Sexual Themes “I have a confession to make.” “Okay?” Francine grimaced. “You know how I never eat my lunch?” I eyed the sandwich that sat untouched on her plate as I choked down a bite of my own. “I can’t really blame you, to be honest. The food here’s nasty....
Submitted to Contest #256
“On your mark.” He took a deep breath as he crouched down at the ready, fingertips lightly grazing the lip of the block. He shut out the sounds of the crowd, the creak of the block under his weight, and even the hum of the lights overhead. All that was left was the thunder in his ears, and the anticipation of what was to come. A flash of light, muted by his goggles, followed by the sharp beep signaling the start of the race. He hated the sound, dreaded it in the hours before a m...
Submitted to Contest #252
Something about the air tasted different today. Normally, the miasma of car emissions, sewage, and urine lent the air a unique, if not pleasant, tang that was as familiar to me as my own name. Not today, though. Not that the other flavors weren’t present—this was New York, after all—but there was something new added to the mix. A sweetness, like a freshly cut strawberry on a summer afternoon. I breathed it in deeply, savoring it. It’d been a while since I’d smelled a soul so pure. If only I had more time t...
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