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Submitted to Contest #288
Drizzling raindrops fell gently upon the ancient Cobblestone Streets of Rusre Point, a quaint village that seemed to exist in a time all its own. The morning mist clung to the air, wrapping the town in a gray shroud that matched the somber mood of one of its residents, Marco Thompson.Marco, an ordinary man, who after the loss of his childhood love who mysteriously passed early morning on their wedding day, still living alone in the same house both had prepared to spend their life together surrounded by the memories of his beloved Evelin.He s...
Submitted to Contest #286
The cottage sat under a silver moon, its ivy-covered walls whispering secrets carried by the wind. Olivia Thompson sat in her room, her fingers tracing the delicate carvings on the wooden music box. The faint whisper of a melody played in her mind.“Beyond the blooms lies the key,” the voice had said last night. The words refused to leave her thoughts.She opened the music box again, the haunting tune filling the air. But this time, something was different. A new sound—a faint clicking—emanated from the mechanism. Olivia leaned closer, holding...
Submitted to Contest #285
Elliot had always been fascinated by time. As a physicist, he had dedicated his life to studying the nature of the universe’s most elusive dimension, but nothing could have prepared him for the discovery he stumbled upon late one rainy evening in his dimly lit basement lab. Amidst a clutter of old textbooks, circuits, and coffee-stained notebooks, he had accidentally cracked the code for time travel.The mechanism was crude—a rickety chair bolted to a metal platform surrounded by a web of exposed wires and a humming control panel. Elliot hesi...
Submitted to Contest #271
In the quiet town of Seaport Summit, nested on a plateau among rolling hills and whispering pines, lived Eleanor Gray, a librarian with a penchant for mysteries. Eleanor's days were spent surrounded by books old and new, their stories weaving through her mind like a continuous narrative. One crisp autumn late evening, Eleanor locked the door and walked through the cobblestone path to her car as she has done for the last forty years. She noticed a small, weathered envelope tucked under a rock. Curiosity piqued, she picked it up. Inside was a ...
Submitted to Contest #215
My name is Jonathan Young. The strange event surrounding my disappearance left a lot of unanswered questions. It was not an abduction, suicide, or murder; and not even God, because neither he couldn’t stop the evil I’d unleash. Starting from the beginning, my childhood was a bed of Rose-stems and thorns. Growing up with my parents was difficult. I was the odd one out of the family; and it’s not that was a bad kid, I was introvert -and it was misinterpreted as contemptuous and dismissive behavior. On the other hand, my sister Annette, she’...
Submitted to Contest #210
In the year 2098, seventy-five years after the 2023 conflict between USA, Russia, and South Asia, which resulted in the devastating WW III, the Earth still try to recover from a twenty-year nuclear winter who claimed the lives of millions of people. With natural resources depleted, the few survivors live in the rubble of collapsed buildings, feeding mainly on wildlife, and some have even turned to cannibalism. Nonetheless, there are signs of civilization in the safe zones. The safe zones are mainly the high-tech areas, such Silicon Valley,...
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