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72 BCThurii, Magna Grecia (near modern day Cosenza, Italy)I remember the searing heat of the whip....the pain as it tore into my flesh.I remember the hallowed clang of metal - as shackles clamped onto soulless bodies, as weapons slammed against each other in battle.I remember the yells of lanistae and the screams of frenzied audiences...as we trained in the blazing sun, as we fought for the crowd's entertainment.But I am not here to remember.I am here to act.His villa stands ahead of me now...the villa of a man who made me who I am. The man ...
Submitted to Contest #138
NOTE: This story and the characters in it are fictional. As are their thoughts, and their findings. HOWEVER, the threats to indigenous land by the Brazilian government are very much real. As is the suffering of the Awá people and the suffering of other indigenous peoples of the Amazon at the hands of illegal loggers.Night had fallen on the Amazon Rainforest.In a small clearing two days away from the nearest city, a seventeen-year old boy lay awake, staring up at the starry sky above. The other inhabitants of the clearing - sixty of them, the...
Submitted to Contest #105
FACT: We are in a sixth mass extinction, an entirely human-caused one, where 75% of species are projected by scientists to go extinct in the next five centuries. While this story may be fictional, this crisis and the call to action it brings is very real.****************** I have to know. For humanity’s sake.Vincenzo Alba sat at his desk in the largest private climate research facility in Europe, his heart racing, his mouse hovering over a file in his computer.It has all come to this...
Submitted to Contest #103
He stumbled from the darkness, through the heavy stone doors, and into the tiled marble floor, his legs trembling from the steep climb, his shoulder still aching from where the branch had struck him. He was more exhausted than he had ever been before...but as he swiveled his head to view the vast room he had just stepped into, with its glittering gold pillars and marble dome ceiling that stretched to the sky...he felt a feeling of immense ecstasy and relief wash over him...for he was, at last, in the place that could change his life forever....
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