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Submitted to Contest #301
This was the most defining moment of Nemea's life. At 19, she received the letter that would tell her if she was good enough at her craft, and if she got accepted into Madame Berkenbosch's College for Gifted Green Mages. She'd always been one to doubt herself, as she has a nervous personality and a racing mind, but she wanted this more than anything else in her world. Her supportive parents, both in their early 40s, stood with her and awaited the news. She sighed hesitantly before she ripped the envelope and scanned the page with her sage-gr...
Submitted to Contest #300
Warning: death. Spring came along as it always did, and fresh pollen stuck to the earth like snow, to the delight of many hard-working families. For the unique ranching town of Fawndale, this would bring new life, sunnier days, abundant crops, and warnings to keep out of the flower field. Surrounding the area was a dense growth that sprouted gorgeous flora on the first of May each year, but everyone who had ventured into the growth never came out again; they just vanished and left no evidence behind. Any previous rescue attempts have only le...
Submitted to Contest #299
A clown must be jovial and witty, or their jokes won't land. The art of harming oneself comically or creating an intricate dilemma to perform a roundabout way out of: The bigger and louder the bit is, the better it sells. Clowns are ready to entertain a crowd at the drop of their ringmaster’s hat, and so was budding performer Chester Graves, who's been working and travelling the road from New York down the East Coast of America since he dropped out of high school to be a street performer searching for a troop. He sported white and yellow exc...
Submitted to Contest #298
Hi, my name is Skye. I've just turned 24, and I spent the last eight years studying for and devoting my life to a career of internally fixing computers. Besides the job duties being completely monotonous and draining to my soul, it's good work I can pay the bills with and then some, but I never wanted this line of work. Since before I was born, my life has been carefully designed by my father, who passed away a week after my birthday while under hospice care from cancer of the lungs due to a lifetime of smoking those disgusting cigarettes. H...
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