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Submitted to Contest #295
My name is Jasper Miles and if you’re reading this message, then I am dead. Or, at least, you think I am. There you sit now, in the first row. The harsh lighting doesn’t seem right in a space like this. It casts long shadows and attacks the skin of the living. You all look like monsters. A crazy thing, that. That isn’t me calling you a monster, Ma, I promise. No, in truth, you’re a victim. You’ve worked harder than any human ever has for a pittance and the cruel words of your loved ones whispered behind your back. I’m sorry they treat you li...
Submitted to Contest #293
The countryside is beautiful and never-ending. It sprints alongside the train as if it were a love unwilling to say goodbye. Harper watches it cycle through its faces – the stretching fields, the meditating mountains and the silent woods – and concluded that she was just like it. Sure she wasn’t so passionate and wild, or even so beautiful (she thought), but she too cycles through her faces waiting for one of them to please her audience. Up above, the clouds made way for a vindictive sun that aimed to steal Harper's vision so she turned her ...
Submitted to Contest #240
Howling winds and crashing waves - the two elements battled for dominance as a deafening cacophony of sound filled Milo to the brim, flowing through every orifice, flooding him until he could no longer distinguish himself from the elements. With a deep breath, he grounded himself. Felt the coarse dirt between his toes and reveled in the tiny sharp rocks that threatened to break the soft skin of his underfoot. Milo was, more than anything else, aware of himself and the silly lit...
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