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Submitted to Contest #88
Once apon a rock, in a very distant time from now, lived a civilisation not so different to our own. Their world orbited a star we shall refer to as the sun, and they had a moon that cast beauty into their skies day and night. The landscapes looked as if from depictions of The Garden of Eden, fresh greens and clear blues. In this heaven there were small settlements of people that had nestled within the natural lands, keeping cadence with the raw world. Some of the people were similar to humans, however most of them resembled what we in fable...
Submitted to Contest #84
Preface: This story is semi autobiographical based on true events. I sit here in a room that has seen so much, a room that has become so many things to us in just one year. Our Everything Room. The fresh spring air flows in, the song of birds flowing with it, entwining in the serene blue waters of life. I’ve been saving my cherry blossom soy candle for a special occasion, and I believe finally telling my story is the time. The semi new scent brings back memories of realised fairy-tales and my mind wanders to images I hope I will never fo...
Submitted to Contest #83
Webbed toes created webbed prints in the wet sand. Scaled feet connected to iridescent muscular legs that poured water as they carried the legend from the sea. Oceanos tracked up the beach, the moon full and huge behind her. A picture painted in black and white without the soul of sunshine to bring colour to the landscape. She rarely ventured onto the solid planes of shore, but this errand warranted her personal attention.If you were to look upon the scene you would think of a fisherman’s wives’ tale about the goddess of the sea. A bard woul...
Shortlisted for Contest #82 ⭐️
The evening sun flutters through the window. White paint is peeling as I peel the mask from my face. Strawberry clay aromas sooth my mind.I light my cigarette and open the oak wardrobe. Skinny chinos in pastel shades compete for an excursion. I match baby blue ones with a white frilly shirt. My ginger curls cut off before my slim frame starts.I scroll through his profile one last time before slinking out of the apartment.Hours later I slink back in, ‘gentleman’ in tow. He slinks in me but alas it was not meant to be as it’s bagels for one ag...
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