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Submitted to Contest #160
Author’s noteThis short story tells the adventures of Alexa and Levi who were introduced in the short story “The Black Rose Society”.*****The horrid whistle coming out of the kettle made Alexa wince in pain as it mingled with the sound of laughter and drunk exuberance coming from outside the kitchen. The smell of sweat and something else she didn’t want to pinpoint didn’t stop the joyous crowd of the Limnomedusae to start fights, indulge in the pleasure of being in the company of the red ladies and gamble everything they had including their ...
Submitted to Contest #159
“You’ll become a gargoyle if you keep eating that stuff”, said Alexa without looking away from the entrance of Neutron, one of the most extravagant hotels in Electrica. Her vision was getting blurry from extreme fatigue and she could feel blisters forming under her feet. Needless to say her patience was running thin. Levi swallowed one last gamma, his dark hair falling into his eyes as he tilted his head to the side. “I won’t become like one of those crackheads who lost their souls to gamma and you know it. Besides, I’m nervous. What if he d...
Submitted to Contest #157
Jealousy is a very ugly feeling. I know I shouldn’t feel that way about my friend, but I do. The worst part about it is that my friend is despicably unreproachable. She is loved by all and is perfect in all aspects. She was the kind of kid in school who had good grades but wasn’t an outcast. Teachers adored her, boys loved her. She was pretty inside and out. She was the cool girl who didn’t even tried to be cool. She was just being herself and that was enough. Even now she lives the life I always wanted for myself. She created a family of he...
Submitted to Contest #141
The half illuminated pink neon sign hanging from the ramshackle building across the street had an ominous feeling about it. The small windows were blacked by filth and pieces of trash were tumbling around the entrance, blown by the evening wind. I had been staring at the sign which consisted of a quarter of a lime dangling from the word PINK for the past haft hour with disgust. Only a crazy person would want to set foot in that restaurant. You would have to be starving for weeks to even think of going in there. As I crossed the street, I rea...
Submitted to Contest #131
Author's noteI took inspiration from the character le Survenant in Germaine Guèvremont's novel Le Survenant to create Jonas, the new person in town in my short story. They are similar in the sense that they are both strangers whose origin remains unknown.*****Honeyhill was like any other washed-out town of the countryside. The old pastel houses stood like lonely scarecrows in the dry wheat fields that lined the cracked roads. The winters there were long, dreary and dark whereas the summers plunged the townspeople into a sort of comatose stat...
Submitted to Contest #130
Sitting on a blue plush chair, I looked at Dr. Jones who was patiently waiting for me to talk. She was always like this: calm, collected, trustworthy.“It happened around noon”, I finally said with a sigh. “I remember it clearly because the sun was absolutely unbearable. I was desperately trying to find some shade to regain my composure when I saw it. At first, I thought the heat made me hallucinate-I was so hot that I couldn’t think properly-, but I soon came to the brutal conclusion that it was real when I picked it up. In my hands laid a t...
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