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Submitted to Contest #206
Peter Fox was falling away. From the surface. From his retired father’s boat. Deeper and deeper he sank, his black flippers kicking him down. It always seemed like madness, in a way, to willingly abandon the air he could breath and survive in, for the cold blue ocean he could not. It was for this reason, even though it was a relatively short dive, that Peter used an air tank. He needed it to keep himself calm. It was difficult enough to keep his mind off the murky blue-green all around him, and Peter felt he didn’t care for the added stress...
Submitted to Contest #191
“Greetings friend! Sorry, but traveling East is foreordained with ill omens today. Best to wait until tomorrow, right?”The peasant slowed to a stop in the dusty dirt road. Wearing a patchy, worn tunic and a patchy, worn headband, he surveyed the man barring his path. As the bright white robes and tall black kanmuri hat, seeped into recognition, the peasant’s eye widened in panic before he plunged to the ground in a deep bow.“Th-thank you sir! I am deeply sorry for not showing you the proper respect at once!”“No, no,” the finely dressed...
Submitted to Contest #138
Eyes creaked open to the black room. The dreaded alarm clock’s screeching beep, an undeniable call for Vitamin D. Kassinara popped two plastic bottles, one a pill, one a fruit juice, both combining for twice the daily value of Vitamin D.In the dark room, no one cold see the face she made from tasting the fruit juice. What retched planet could produce such a foul food source, she couldn’t say. What she could say, was that it was brimming with vitamins and minerals. All the things a human would miss on a half terra-formed moon. Probably, the f...
Submitted to Contest #130
“This is your fault.” Kassinara turned to the co-inhabitor of the slimy pit she found herself at the bottom of. Both were covered in a green film, and if Kassinara looked anything like Anya, she had the look and disposition of a wet cat. Though Kassinara did not have a twitching tail to complete said ensemble. “How….” Kassinara began slowly, tempering every word. “Is it my fault….that I fell into the pit….that I rescue you from?” “It was that stupid pack!” Anya practically shrieked. “All the Junk you're carrying snapped the vine!” “I’m...
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