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Submitted to Contest #239
“Sir?” the young private addressed his team leader. His head craned out the back of the truck, watching the gray clouds blossom red.“I see it, Jackson,” The team leader sounded annoyed, but Gomez was always irritable with grunts. Stretching his sore neck from side to side, the team leader focused on his black, HUB shades. White letters frosted across the dark glass. “We’ll stop when the captain says so.”Jackson nodded his head and returned to staring up at the wounded sky. He had a yearning in him, a craving that pulsed to the back of his th...
Submitted to Contest #231
Planet Ceramxylop - Northern Hemisphere, Yi Kon Region - 01.04.5054 - 15:23 hrsThey thought he loved the speed, that he was addicted to the tunnel, but Farrez never told them the truth. Most of the men chased the tunnel for the thrill, seeing how far they could push their Mech-Suits before passing out. These war machines were made for speeds that the pilots weren’t and some simply wouldn’t accept such limitations. There was also the purity of the moment, forcing yourself to be absolutely present because if you fell out, you would fall down.&...
Submitted to Contest #230
The mall was dead, the addicts sheltering in its husk called it the Yoke. Andrea Sands called it the Capital Hill Mall. The name was right there on the building, the dismantled letters left a faint outline spelling it out.She and Beverly entered the abandoned mall, their footsteps trickled down the corridor, their cheap, plastic high-res jackets glimmered in the dim light. Dirty needles rattled around in their yellow disposal bins as they shuffled through. They weren’t supposed to be here, this wasn’t on their route, but Beverly was kind eno...
Submitted to Contest #229
The office buildings towered over him, a frozen tidal wave of glass and metal threatening to crash down. A herd of vehicles left clouding fumes in their wake, their passing lights unveiling sacred crystal structures. Alone, with a naked vulnerability, he was a dust mote floating at the mercy of the frigid wind, flowing with the breath of the city. A tall woman wearing a tight evening dress, the colour of blood, sashayed over and yanked him into existence. Her smile triggered a sugar sweet sensation that trickled down hi...
Submitted to Contest #227
They drifted down, the white crystalline flakes, big and heavy, wispy spirits of the leaves that littered the brown yard. It was a beautiful sight but it gave Piper Ross a knot in his stomach. As a kid, he met fresh snow with high excitement but now as a drummer, getting ready to go out on tour, he saw it as doom falling. They had started a metal band, ironically called ‘Witch’s Tit’ and with a beat-up used van, they were set to go. But it was a beautiful sight, Piper had to stop and admire it. He always loved the snow: the heavenly whi...
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