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Submitted to Contest #303
In Heyama, they say no one has ever seen the ground. The real ground.Heyama City was a sprawling, towering concrete jungle of a city with fingering, tunneled labyrinths for roads that stretched in every direction. The city builders over the years kept building new buildings on top of old ones, burying forgotten architecture under new bright and shiny neon signs. They say no one alive has ever seen the ground, if it even still existed beneath layered foundations of parking decks, service tunnels, and chain fast food restaurants. The dark, fil...
Submitted to Contest #301
Wizard Owl controlled the weather. He had for many centuries and would for many centuries to come. He was as wise as the old trees in the forest and as silent as the wind that shook their leaves. His big brown eyes missed little, and his speckled white feathers reflected his age as well as his wisdom. Many forest creatures would come to Wizard Owl for advice or for guidance.Please, old wise Mr. Owl, make it rain. Please, old wise Mr. Owl, we haven’t seen the sun in days! Make the rain stop!Please, old wise Mr. Owl, the river is overflowing! ...
Submitted to Contest #300
Tove had been looking forward to the work retreat all month. Three days and two nights in the North Carolina mountains was just what she needed. Nothing but the sounds of birds and forest creatures cradling her to sleep. No bustling city life, no screeching sirens or teed-off neighbors. Nothing but warm smores over a campfire and fresh green grass between her toes. The mountains were her favorite place on Earth. “Ready to go, Tove?” Randy, her co-editor for Yellow News Magazine and current best friend, pulled her out of her day ...
Submitted to Contest #275
It had been so long, so why did I care so much? Four years ago the love of my life drove away and I didn’t think I would ever see him again. He left two years worth of memories, an engagement ring, and so many broken promises in his wake. And yet I never gave up hope. It didn’t matter how many breakup songs I listened to, how many sad letters I wrote but never sent, or how much I begged for the ache in my heart to end so I could let him go, Issac Kellan would always hold a pla...
Submitted to Contest #268
Halloween night. Both the best and worst time of the year for Leona Van Yodel. Being a witch had its downsides, and it's perks. For starters, Leona hadn't always been a witch. It all began one fateful night two hundred years ago to this very night. Leona was an only child, raised by her mother and father in a small village in what we now know to be Massachusetts. In those days, it was something else entirely. A storm was brewing on the horizon this night, and the village priest had warned the villagers not to leave their homes this night. ...
Submitted to Contest #267
If there was a time to get stuck in traffic, it had to be now. Mary Clare clutched the steering wheel tighter and eased her foot off the brakes, inching ever closer to the stopped car in front of her. “This is the highway,” she grumbled. “We’re supposed to be going fast, that’s the whole point!” To make matters worse, a storm was gathering. It was summertime in Florida, and there was always a storm on the horizo...
Home. The Blue Ridge Mountains, sprawling evergreen hills, and cotton candy sunsets. The land of possibility, adventure, and bears. My grandmother was born and raised in Appalachia, and if there ever was a country woman it was her. My three sisters and I were raised by our grandmother and spent our days hunting for crawdads in the creek or making dandelion soup out of weeds. My upbringing nourished my sense of adventure and my thirst for something new. The Appalachian Trail h...
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