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Submitted to Contest #206
Queen Carmilla was not at dinner with her visiting dignitaries from surrounding countries. She was not at her mother’s bedside, even knowing the woman who raised her only had a few hours left in this world. There were other places she wanted to be, but the fear pulsing through her city drew her to where she was needed. Her heart sank as she saw the cause of that fear appear on the horizon. Her brother. Kirous was banished eight years ago for what he did to her and several young women in Varasta. The dark magic he’d used on them had lef...
Submitted to Contest #205
It was Placement Day, and the uncertainty of what that meant twisted Vierra’s gut. One look at her terrified expression in the mirror, and she quickly turned away from it without fixing her braided hair and yellow dress. Vierra, like every other 16-year-old taking the Placement test, had no idea how they would be tested. Discussion of the Placement after you went through it was strictly prohibited, making it the best-kept secret in all of Elemcast. Vierra walked out of her childhood bedroom, down the familiar hall of yellow and grey with the...
Submitted to Contest #203
Holla was out of breath as she the open the familiar green door to her small farm house. Her husband was right on her heels as they found her sister bustling around the small room in front of her as if she already knew what was coming for them. In fact, it was not a stretch to believe she did. Saffy picked up the Holla’s crying babe from the crib and hushed the other two small girls holding traveling sacks in the corner. They were already garbed in traveling clothes thick enough to weather a cold night on the water. That confirmed for ...
Submitted to Contest #196
I snug my boot laces and check the mirror before reaching into a pot of thick mud next to my bed. It’s nearly too dry to use, so I generate the small bit of saliva I can manage and spit on it, plying the dirt with my fingers till it’s soft enough to smear across my face. That layer of grime disguising my skin could be the difference between victory against prey this morning, or coming home empty-handed from the Hunting Realm. My partner Farac pokes his covered head into the tent. His clothes are their usual motley of tans and browns with dri...
Submitted to Contest #159
The line outside of the “Blood Pen” was shorter than Elloise had expected but twice as grim. The Crafter had only arrived in town yesterday with the sign that now hung over the shop slung on his back. Mayor Dyal set him up immediately in the abandoned building reserved for such a tradesman. Their town had not seen a Crafter in over five years. They did not have much to pay one with. The Scarmen took their toll on Elloise’s town. It was close to the capitol, high in population, and did not provide necessary goods to the kingdom like the farmi...
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