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"Damn it!" she shouted into the night as she shook a starfish off of her soaking wet body. "I hate the sea." As she waded ashore, her boots squelching in the soft sand, she stared at her hands, her dark veins vivid in the moonlight, her nails long and sharp again. She ran her fingers through her hair, which clung to her in cold, tangled strands like seaweed, and although she couldn't see it in the dim light, she was sure it had regained its shiny golden colour. The sea washes everything clean, even curses. Her wounds had healed, and her vita...
Submitted to Contest #322
"Wait."I pause and slowly, carefully turn back to him."Stay a little more"His request is a plea addressed to me, in the garden that was our temple for a few minutes. We have only just met, but there is already something familiar about him. Something cool, which doesn’t bother me despite the winter freeze. Something quiet, which blends in with the silence of the landscape.Everyone avoids this place, the old O’Connor estate, where lightning struck on a stormy night and set everything on fire. The owner of the house and the entire staff were bu...
Submitted to Contest #319
She was almost ready. Clothes on, bag packed, a touch of makeup applied. Just a hint of blush on her cheeks, a sheer layer of mascara, and—of course—enough concealer to hide the tattoo at her neckline. Her outfit was simple but elegant: a silky black shirt paired with fitted black pants. Comfortable, easy to move in, yet still sharp. She studied her reflection. Good. Now, her hair. Once a vibrant golden, it had taken on a cooler, silvery sheen, fading little by little every day. The more light she used, the less like the sunlight it seemed.W...
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