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Submitted to Contest #294
Contains some themes of suicide/self-harm, substance abuse, promiscuityDear Ria, How have you been? I can’t believe it’s been seven - no, eight - years since I last wrote to you. I turn twenty-one tomorrow. Crazy, right? It feels like yesterday when we went to preschool together. Ah, the glory days. I’m writing this letter to invite you to my birthday party tomorrow. I just returned from uni, so I haven’t had much time to organise it. I think I’m gonna do it at home. My address is written on the front. Well, it’s late now...
Submitted to Contest #293
It was another one of those days. The rain was pouring down like iron sheets, the train had come half an hour late, and I had lost my wallet in the station bathroom. In moments like these, you truly wonder whether a higher power was out to get you. When the train finally pulled up at half past one, I glared it down. Most people would’ve been blown away by the pristine white sheen, the unnatural silence of the engine, or the blast of subzero aircon that streamed out of the open doors. But not me. Twenty-one years of life had taugh...
Submitted to Contest #274
“Good evening, Caesar,” the woman purred. “My name is Camden, I am from the local police force, and I am here to ask a few questions.” I found her waiting for me in my living room. She was tall and built like what I’d imagine a “1” to look like if it were a human. Dressed as though she had been a part of a fashion show, her midnight blue denim jacket hung loosely over a black dress. The cascading curls of her auburn hair arched towards her back, which sharply contrasted against her warm, chocolate eyes. Glittering under the faint lights like...
Submitted to Contest #269
The sun hid behind a slate-grey ocean of gargantuan clouds, casting the landscape in an ominous darkness more fitting for the middle of the night. Rows and rows of tattered houses stood, rigid and unmoving, as if they were holding their breath for something to come. I squinted at the soggy map I had haphazardly bought from the train station a minute before—three hundred metres until my destination. My midnight blue wristwatch began vibrating, signalling midday. I was running late for my appointment. As I hurried down the stree...
Submitted to Contest #215
Torrential rain screamed down upon the beach. Lightning flashed, briefly illuminating the black clouds before flickering off again. Sharp blows of wind blasted by, swirling into massive sandstorms above the inky-black water. Crows flew around, which I could barely make out from the dark sky. “Are you sure this is the right place?” the frenzied taxi driver asked, trying his best to maneuver the car on the disintegrating mud track. Just half an hour ago, a strong gust of wind had blasted the taxi into a ditch, and it had taken twenty min...
Submitted to Contest #198
I stood gawking at the palace that defiantly stood amidst the swirling snowstorm. Barren, naked trees flanked the palace on all sides, creating a radial pattern that spiralled outwards towards the property wall. A lone dirt path pierced through the middle of the forest, meandering from the front gates to the foreboding palace. The Academy of Erebos was renowned for transforming juvenile drug traffickers into graduates of the most prestigious universities from all corners of the world. That was precisely why I discovered myself ...
Submitted to Contest #197
“Let’s go over the topic of free will,” Professor Grimwald announced, stalking over to the whiteboard centred on the stage inside the lecture hall. “I realise that we are studying physics, not philosophy, but it’s truly incredible how much the two subjects overlap.” “Overlap?” I repeated amongst a sea of ignorant university students. “Yes, Daegel.” He tapped his marker against the whiteboard filled to the brim with scientific jargon that I doubted anyone could understand. “In physics, the ultimate question that we are trying to answe...
Submitted to Contest #187
Notice: this serves as a sequel to "The Dark Dancer", available on my profile The frigid bonds remained adamant in locking my hands and feet together, while the grimy window filtered in decaying grey light. Bats scurried about the mouldy ceiling. All the while, the iridescent black rune Laqueum–trap–burned tauntingly in the air in front of me. In summation, it was not a great experience to be a prisoner of a diabolical queen. The world was split into four kingdoms, namely the North Kingdom, of the Necromancy Magicians, So...
Submitted to Contest #186
Being drenched on a warm, summer afternoon is bad enough, but being soaked to the bones on a frigid winter evening is downright repugnant. It had happened on my way home from work at the law-enforcement building when a rude dark-haired child hidden in the bare bushes had sprayed me for no good reason. “Hey!” I exclaimed, but the child vanished into thin air. In the place where I last saw him was a piece of tangy yellow-tattered paper, with the letters LC etched into it. A symbol that vaguely resembled a skeleton peering into a telesco...
Submitted to Contest #179
“Again!” Mr. Nox snarled. “Colvin, a corpse could shoot better than that!”For the twenty-first time that day, I had missed my target by a matter of twenty metres. The lightbulb I had shattered had landed upon the mountain of ceiling tiles that I had amassed on the floor. My heart was racing at light speed and the room was a vibrating blur of colours, yet I steadied my hands and fired the slender, black gun. The bullet ricochetted off of the back door, before embedding itself onto the far wall, a full ten metres from the silhouette....
Submitted to Contest #176
“Are you sure this is the right place, Dresvale?” Jane demanded, casting a wary eye at the decaying tangle of vines. “You have to see beyond what your eyes are telling you,” I confirmed, and snapped my fingers. “Ostendere!” A cobalt rune burned in the air in front of me, and a shockwave radiated outwards. The greenery flickered, before vanishing. In its place was a monumental castle constructed from maroon bricks. We glanced at each other, before plodding forward toward the ancient, wooden door. The door was shriveled up, and it fel...
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