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Submitted to Contest #130
“It cannot end like this…” said Kyle, watching through the window of a Drivable Armed Transport Utility Vehicle, how his battle cruiser exploded in the distance. It was one of the new models, among dozens of other first-grade military ships stationed in the military docking bay that was lightening the night sky with bright blue flames. “At least some of us are alive,” said Freya. He wiped blood from his eyes and turned back to his crew. Or what was left of it; only eight of them survived. Despite what just happened, they were standing ...
Submitted to Contest #121
“What would it be?” shouted the tense bartender so I could hear him after I approached the bar. “Do you have something special for tonight?” I raised my voice, while I was quickly scanning through the hand-written drink list hanging on the wall. “Just what’s there,” replied the tall, slim barman and nodded towards the blackboard behind him. “Eh… wait a moment… hmm… One Moscow mule please.” He took a glass from the freezer, put it on the stone slab and reached for the bottle of vodka. I looked around. People of all ages, sizes, ...
Submitted to Contest #120
“Lizzy, come and check this out,” Jake shouted and his voice echoed from the attic. “Be right there, I just need to pack the rest of the food,” replied Lizzy from the kitchen. “Did you find something interesting?” “You bet!” he replied with an excited voice. “A wooden chest full of old family albums, you need to see this.” Jake pulled out the photo book that was on the top, with a gentle blow removed the thin layer of the dust, revealing the caption ‘Summer, 95’. He carefully opened it, taking a peek at the first page. It was a color...
Submitted to Contest #119
“Listen here, you maggots!” the colonel shouted and his rough voice echoed in the spacious hall. “We will be landing in zone KR2-Y778, so expect heavy resistance! You have been equipped with the newest prototype tech we have, but it won’t protect you against your stupidity!” The colonel’s sudden shouting woke me up from my daydreaming. I opened my eyes and looked around. I was standing among hundreds of other people, in a dimly lit metal hall. The heavy air inside carried a very unique odor, a mix of an acrid smell combined with a metallic...
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