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Submitted to Contest #222
I NEED TO SEE YOU.Five words. Five small, simple words. But the force of them was enough to shatter her entire world. Anne read the message again- for the hundredth time- searching for some hidden meaning in the words."The usual?"She startled at the question, surprised that she had reached the front of the line. Tom, the barrista looked at her expectantly."Yes," she nodded.Her eyes drifted towards the large screen on the wall above the counter.On the Langstorm trial that was being replayed. The recording cut to the sentencing, then the image...
Submitted to Contest #221
Trigger warning :This story contains suicide, sexual assault, gore.Anger drapes the room in uncomfortable silence. Resentment and spite have become the trimmings that decorate the dinner table. Both my parents sit on opposite ends, as far apart as the space would allow. Their silence conveys more honesty, more meaning than any of their words spoken aloud ever had.I try to diffuse the tension. A funny story, some made up joy from my day.Silence, save for the scrape of cutlery. Disapproval hangs heavy in the air.I could shout and scream and th...
Submitted to Contest #92
The car was stalled at the side of the road.It had given up on this road trip long before me.The blackness that surrounded us was complete- oppressive and malicious in a manner unexpected of something insubstantial. Demon darkness- born from starlight smothered by gravid gray rain clouds, while the new moon watched behind her weeping veil.I sat in the driver's seat, both hands on the wheel, staring out at nothing, trying to remember the route. I'd been here before. My thoughts turn instead to the houses we passed on the way. Pretty, perfect,...
Submitted to Contest #91
The library had been closed for a while.The window at the back still does not lock properly. Even after all these years, it was never fixed. Can you believe that, Anne? So many renovations, but that shitty lock never changed. It is still easy for me to open it and climb through. I suppose I could have used the front door. The building has been sold, Anne, and guess what? I'm the new owner. But I enter through the window. Old habits.Shelves, mostly empty, stand waiting for me. They knew I would come. How could I not? There are some old tomes,...
Submitted to Contest #71
The door of the bakery hung open, the broken steel lock twisted and gaping, like the maw of some felled beast. It was the back door, used mainly for deliveries for bulk ingredients, and it opened on to the inky dark of an alley way. The light over the door had been smashed too, and the starlight from the smog covered city sky didn't help much with illumination. She heard the footsteps approaching before she saw the dim beam of a flashlight, followed by the man in the rumpled sport coat, shirt and jeans. His shaggy brown hair was only a bit...
Shortlisted for Contest #67 ⭐️
Coming to Nand K'tara always felt like coming home to Rhinn.The floating market or the free market (depending on who translated the Gorachi word into Galactic Basic) was a large generation space ship comprised of a hodgepodge of different races from all over the galaxy, outcasts and possibly outlaws, dreamers, wanderers, all with the common desire to explore the universe and pay their way to do so by plying their trade.She stood in the centre of the market, drinking in the bustle with her senses. Alien tongues mingled together like spices in...
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