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Submitted to Contest #99
It was beautiful. Breathtakingly beautiful.For a moment, the middle-aged woman lost all sense of reality. Her backyard looked utterly surreal as it glistened in the glorious morning sunshine. She bet that not even a princess’s view from her castle balcony could compare to the sight before her. A thrill of pleasure skipped through her veins and she silently uttered words of gratitude for this small blessing.Her gaze wandered until they were at last transfixed on a particularly alluring aspect of the quiet backyard; the rose bush. It was a sig...
Submitted to Contest #98
The elderly woman diverts her attention for a moment, just a moment, to the beauty of her surroundings.Her gentle eyes take in the water around her, the delicate ripples which stimulate one another in a sort of domino effect. She remembers playing dominoes as a child. She recalls the delight her toddler self would feel when she would poke that first domino, sending to lot of them falling down.The thought of fallen dominoes reminds her of a heartwarming scene she had witnessed at the camp, roughly a week ago. Three of the members, girls aged ...
Submitted to Contest #97
Who would have guessed that October could be so cold? The thought had crossed his mind that morning, as he set out for work. He had noted the wind against his weather-worn cheeks, the stinging chill of the car handle against his bare fingers, and the frigid breeze blowing about his gradually greying hair. He didn’t mind though, he liked the cold. He liked all seasons for that matter, but he had a particular soft spot for winter and its beauty, a beauty pure and delicate like the snowflakes which blanketed the earth. Where he had grown up, ...
Submitted to Contest #96
He stares in awe at the beauty before him. It is a beauty so delicate and picturesque, and which he has come to associate with nature.He stands humbled before the sky high bamboo stalks before him. They stand tall yet thin, delicate yet sturdy, intimidating yet welcoming. He suddenly feels no less intrigued nor bigger than his daughter who stands beside him, her hand clutched by his. The two stand silent for a moment, grateful for the gift presented to them.It is early in the morning, not too long after dawn. The best time to witness the bea...
Submitted to Contest #95
He stops. He stands, almost intimidated, before the open window of the bedroom. A chill breeze breaks the silence and like a claw, it penetrates the room, reaching for his face and scratching it. His cheeks begin to grow numb, red as blood. The curtains have been thrust aside to reveal the ominous night skies. His hands hover for a moment, over the windowsill, not wanting to touch it as the last thing he had touched was the hand of his deceased young wife. She had been buried yesterday afternoon, less than 24 hours after she had passed. A su...
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