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Submitted to Contest #296
I've been here before. That moment when my eyes set on the crimson tide of day before it meets the evening before the gentle night concludes the day. I've been here before when I felt afraid, a swirl of emotions infected by violence, charm and deliberation all in one. I've been here before, but this was different.I slid my winter coat on as thoughts trickled like darkly sweet treacle sliding down the crest of my chin. The thoughts distracted me from the lie I was committing to. The car engine bled to life as the ignition was turned. My foot...
Submitted to Contest #290
Ginger lay on the sofa, her hands listlessly attached to the arch of her cranium. She couldn't describe this feeling, the way her heart spun around in her chest like butterflies whipping around in a cage. Or the way, her skin melted like butter everytime Yunus walked into class with his tar-colored hair which miraculously managed to stay in place, atop a luscious exotic jungle. She couldn't really describe it but she'd try through the permanent smile that licked her face like a gold-encrusted gemstone. Her eyes would tell a different stor...
Submitted to Contest #282
For as long as she could recall, Scarlett was not like the other children. She'd heard the stories of the ancient moon, Eps, being pulled out of orbit and decimated. She wondered why the Gods had targetted the people of Voou with such anguish and abandoned them. Existence had been hard since the decimation of the moon. Crops were harder to grow without access to light, and life on the planet had become unmanageable. As for the inhabitants, their physique had altered over the millenias, they'd grown rubbery skin, dry and lizard-like. Their e...
Submitted to Contest #275
It's luminescent light captured its sharply contrasted shadow with the confidence of a silky silhouetted and graceful feline figure with the sharp contrast of a jagged furry tail with razorblade teeth that rose to the ceiling with the hollowness of a sleeping giant. It was almost certainly a cat, but how?I'd woken to the sound of a piercing crash, oh god, the antique monet China that was gifted to my darling wife, Catherine by her late aunt Sylvia. She'd almost certainly kill me when she got home from Seville. We didn't have a cat, Catherine...
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