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Submitted to Contest #48
Pushing the heavy double doors open, I breathe in the cool fresh air of the evening. I pass my hands down my tunic, carelessly smearing the blood that stains my skin, down the sides, as I walk with a slow but steady gait to the gardens. It’s ruined anyway. I’ll never wear it again. But a soiled tunic is the least of my worries right now. This is my one quiet place, separate from the room where I rest my head after long days and nights like these. No one is here, and I breathe a sigh of relief and blessing that I can have a few moment...
Submitted to Contest #47
Clutching your journal in your hand, you slowly climb the steps to his place. The night has already been long and dark, and the night air’s bite is exceptionally chilly as you ran out without your jacket. The cold hasn’t hit you yet though, you’re too focused on the task at hand. With each step mounted, your heart ratchets up another rapid beat. Are you really going to do this. Considering what happened, do you really have much choice, you ask yourself. He’s left you in a precarious place. Clinging to fantasy, when reality has come...
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