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Submitted to Contest #68
“Wanna know a secret?” Theo whispered. Hallie nodded, smiling happily. “I love you.” Seventeen-year-old Hallie beamed as she threw her arms around him.Theo spun her around, both of them absurdly happy.Seventeen-year-old Theo grinned, Hallie’s hair was shining in the light of the setting sun, glowing like liquid honey. Her eyes shone joyfully, more beautiful than any jewel or flower could ever hope to be. Eighteen-year-old Theo held Hallie’s hand when her dad never came back. He held it even tighter when a policeman knocked on her f...
It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. Her childhood home stood untouched. Time had been kinder to the house than it had to the family that once lived in it. Mari hadn’t been back since before the war. She’d been gone already when everything went to crap, across the sea, in a foreign country when the fighting broke out, and about to head home when all-out war had been declared. She’d been conscripted before long, forced into a war she wanted no part of. She felt more comf...
Submitted to Contest #67
How did she fall? She fell so beautifully. How did she fall? She fell with grace. How did she fall? Like a flower into the ocean. How did she FALL? Slipping over the edge like a swift wind. HOW DID SHE FALL?! Screaming. Her nails bent back as she clawed for the edge, fingers bleeding, voice keening. She did not fall. How did she fall? She was dragged. I watched while I was working You sat at the bench outside my office You wrote in your notebook You glowed in the sun A summer girl A November day bursting w...
Submitted to Contest #66
Kathrine scrambled over the barricades slamming her back against the wall. She swung her sniper rifle up, gazing through through the scope for barely a second before pulling the trigger. The bullet slammed into her opponent, moments before he would have thrown his own knife to slit her throat. She stayed there for a handful of heartbeats, catching her breath as she listened to the sounds going on around her. She peeked over the edge of her the barricade out into the rest of the arena. Figures fought everywhere she could see, long brai...
Shoes shuffled lightly against the marble floor. The echoing filling the corners of the room until the sound faded to nothing.A louder pair of footsteps followed the first. These ones clicking as hard heels struck against the stone.A hill, covered in long waving grasses. Tall flowers colored like rainstorms and faded photos. Two children. A little girl, with braided hair and sparkling eyes. A little boy, whose hair wasn’t long enough to braid and eyes like sparks. A wreath of flowers spilling out of scarred hands. Falling as they brushed aga...
Lerawna sat across from the girl wearing blue high-top Vanz. The girl had known Lerawna’s brother. Had known him better than Lerawna ever could. How would she? When she’d never had the chance to meet him.All she had ever had of him was a battered and torn photograph, her name and his, inked into the back. Along with a mother she didn’t remember.She had frozen when she picked up a newspaper, frozen when she saw a face from her photograph. A face that was older, grime spattered, and maybe a little bit broken, but it was the same.Lerawna had se...
Submitted to Contest #65
Clear colorless eyes, flickered open.Incorporeal arms, resting lightly in the air.And a piercing cold wind, that could not be felt.Streetlights backlighting an insubstantial figure.Autumn leaves swirled at the feet.Seeming to flow right through it.It seemed to look up.Gaining definition as it did.Dusty brown hair.Hollow eyes.Rayden started at the perfect moon.A sphere of glowing light.That at this moment seemed unnatural.It tingled at his spine.And its light, seemed to pull at the edges of his form.Studying himself.He somehow knew, what he w...
The Kaloquin crystal cemetery, wasn’t really a cemetery. It was closer to a memorial, for fallen heroes, and those that deserved to be remembered. No one was actually buried there.Jace and Lazin wandered through, gazing at the monuments constructed of pure, shining crystal. Some were simple pillars, with names and dates carved on. Others depicted scenes from history and some were beautifully clear statues, painstakingly carved with the images of the fallen.The two boys were waiting, they had taken their tests today. The ones that would deter...
Submitted to Contest #64
Fitzavery tugged at his backpack, glancing nervously around his new school. Other teenagers were milling around, talking, and in one poor souls’ case, in the middle of picking up scattered papers and books, that had just spilled from their school bag. Fitzavery ignored them, studying his surroundings and the school building instead. It seemed secure enough, none of his supernatural alarm bells were ringing, and as far as he could see, completely normal.The town he’d chosen this time was small, almost indistinguishable from all the other...
Peter found himself wandering the shoreline after his meeting. There had been attacks along this stretch of coast as of late and Peter had come with the general in charge of Sea border defense, to assess the situation. They’d wanted to get the lay of the land and meet with the locals in the area.He’d never been to this part of his kingdom before, he’d just never had the time as a prince. He had been trying to make an effort to see his lands as king, but after his coronation three years ago, he’d just never gotten around to seeing this little...
Submitted to Contest #63
Carmel FireSwirling DeathCherry SleepAnd Golden Flicker were just a few of the new autumn themed drinks, that Jace’s favorite coffee shop had recently added to their menu. He shook his head knowing exactly which one of the staff at ‘The Mug Shop’ had chosen the very unique drink names.He stared blearily at the barista in front of him, the teen wasn’t any older than Jace and looked about as happy as he did that he was awake at 5 o’clock in the morning, the sun wasn’t even up. The worker’s lip piercing and the subtle clinking of a chain were p...
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