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Submitted to Contest #56
A twig flung into Sylvana’s face as she raced through the dense forest. She didn’t slow down to the stinging wound, it made her feel alive. They flew over a fallen log, as she moved her body with her horse. Her blood pumped furiously in her veins. “Come on, Colas, faster!” At the encouragement, the midnight black steed’s legs moved faster, their rhythm increased. Sylvana’s body relaxed into the familiar exercise. The brackets around her mouth slowly disappeared as a slow serene smile spread across her royal features. The tension from her...
“Welcome everyone to PryMage Academy. I’m Professor Ardon. You may call me that or Mage Ardon.” The robust man’s voice carried through the crowd. His dark blue eyes narrowed like he already regretted selecting these people. “Those of you who are fortunate enough to be here, had been tested, and found adequate to be students in our prestigious academy.” At the victorious smiles, the professor’s eyes glinted dangerously. “But do not be mistaken. Before the day is over, I’m sure we can lower those numbers significantly.” A nervous hush fell o...
Submitted to Contest #54
Jaylee stood by the thick double doors just inside the room watching with hidden disdain the group of young noblemen drink and eat without care. The room was heavy with the late summer air. Dust danced happily in the sun’s rays. The thick, burgundy drapes over the window were half drawn but it let no relief to the room’s occupants. A huge fireplace stood to one side of the room, it’s yawning mouth dark without fire. The mahogany coffee table in front of it was laden with golden statues and the walls with its expensive collection of candlesti...
Submitted to Contest #53
Eliza hurried through the crossing barely making the green light. Her brown wavy hair dangled in front of her blue eyes and stuck to her sweaty forehead. The half-eaten popsicle her five-year-old son had begged for was running down her hand unable to resist the sun’s merciless rays. They had been out in the park before her best friend, Sandra, picked him up to take care of the little guy while Eliza was working.She just turned around a corner and ran straight into a wall of muscle. The momentum would have sent her to the ground but strong ar...
Submitted to Contest #52
The crash of broken glass echoed through the quiet house. Lacy stood in the middle of the destruction looking at the million tiny pieces of the glass bowl. Everything was covered in flour and eggs. Her latest recipe she tried to record for her blog lay on the table, the letters faded from the milk dripping on the page. Looking at the destruction Lacy felt her anger rise and shimmer just below the surface. All of these things were for nothing, just a painful reminder for what had been lost over a year ago when her husband, Mark passed away i...
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