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Submitted to Contest #167
“Go! Go! Go!” Aeron screamed. “Come on, get out of here!” “I’m going!” he called over his shoulder, waiting for hardly a second longer. A roar of fury tore through the caves, and the sound devoured them. Streams of light poured down the ceiling as more of the aliens woke from their slumber. Screeches similar to a bat flooded the stone walls. “Don’t wait, Mali, just run!” she shouted. “Faster!” He heard her voice closer to him. She was catching up. Good. He didn’t want to leave her behind. “Faster!” “I’m going as fast as I can!” he yell...
Submitted to Contest #166
The Resala House is a brutal family of huntsmen; soldiers trained to kill the unholy magic users that curse the land. Two years ago, Oliver Resala killed one of these curses, and Piper was caught in the middle of it. She was a barkeep who witnessed the huntsman kill a boy who had been living with her as he struggled to get on his feet. She would’ve been killed alongside him for housing such magic if it hadn’t been for the letters they exchanged stating he wasn’t one of the cursed. Two years and Oliver never went back to the tavern Piper wor...
Submitted to Contest #156
Don’t you remember? Don’t you remember all the times I was by your side? Why can’t you be at mine now? Why can’t you just be here for one more night? I still can hear your voice in your writing, I can still feel every emotion you poured into the words. I see it flitting across the page like a ghost. God, how I miss seeing you write. I remember one night I woke up and you were hunched over your desk, your computer brightness turned down as far it could be. You had gotten an idea while falling asleep and needed to write it out before it escap...
Submitted to Contest #155
Robin kicked his legs, determined to swing higher than his friend. He started to sway side-to-side, the chains twisting as he struggled. Jasper was already soaring through the air. If he just reached out his hand, he could touch the sky. Then he was falling back down. “How do you swing so high?” Robin squealed. “I just… put my legs out… when I’m going forward,” he said as he went by. “And pull them in… when I go back.” “That’s what I do!” “Then just keep going.” When they got bored of swinging, they jumped off into the sawdust, and rac...
Submitted to Contest #154
TW: Minor gore and some violence, hints of suicide and related themes“We’re running out of time,” he snarled. “Hurry up.”They lifted their head, wiping sweat from their brow. “Do you want to come dig him up yourself? You’re lucky I’m even helping you!”“Keep your voice down,” he barked, storming towards the shallow hole.Nothing but the moon and stars were there to see the sin they committed, and even then, he felt the world’s judgment. He knew God would never forgive him, but he had long since cared what He thought. He snatched the shovel fro...
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