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This is based on journal entries I wrote as a teenager and my responses to them today. It's nothing wonderful in terms of prose. This is just a cathartic exercise for me. I enjoyed the prompt, and while I could have written fiction in response to it, I had the urge to write to my younger self. My younger self thought I would write back, and now I can say that I have. Names are not real names of people in the first letter. Dear Future Me, How are you? What did you major in? Are you happy? I’m not always happy. Sometimes, when I’m in a crowd o...
Submitted to Contest #294
The last vestiges of sunset, brilliant layers of pastel pinks and oranges layered atop one another, sank beneath the horizon. Down went the sun, and up came the crescent-shaped moon. Two more weeks would pass before it was whole again, before the stars dotted the sky as far as the eye could see. This was how it had always been, high up on the frosted tips of Yalira’s Ridge.Baline tugged the wool blanket tighter around her shoulders, her breath coming out in visible, wispy white puffs. She reached a hand toward them, clamping cold fingers upo...
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