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Submitted to Contest #321
An old house stood at the end of the lane. Although “house” was the wrong word to describe it. It was a mansion. When someone first comes upon its great expanse, it fills the vision, and one has to crane the neck to see either of the wings. The wings of the mansion stretch far into the grove of trees, though it is no longer a grove. It is overgrown, what might be called a jungle, though having none of those exotics species peculiar to it.A group of adolescent boys shuffled in the grass, their eyes trained on the manse. “Do you suppose someon...
Submitted to Contest #292
My fingers have been numb since I woke up this morning. Actually, now that I think of it, my fingers have been numb since yesterday, and the day before that, and the day before that. I think all of me is numb. I mechanically screw on the last cog of the clock I am working on, then pass it to my right. I finish off the next clock that is handed to me- and the next one, and the next one, and the next. I think I have been doing this forever, until I remember that I will be going home to apartment 771C when the whistle shrieks from the Tower. Ev...
Submitted to Contest #273
The figure in the chair swiveled to face the intruder as soon as the door opened. “I was waiting far too long for you to come,” a voice called out from the dark corner the chair was in. “Nearly didn’t,” replied the intruder. “And why all the secrecy?” The voice didn’t respond. Instead, a shuffling noise was heard as the person in the chair approached the intruder. “Grandma!” cried the intruder. The shuffling figure nodded her head. She grabbed her guest’s hand and brought her to the dusty table. Grandma had set a box down o...
Submitted to Contest #267
The Muses had struck Aldora as she meandered along the coast. Her feet left footprints in the sand, and the waves soon washed them away. The wind cut capers around her shoulders, lifting her hair from her lowered head. A camera bounced around on her neck. In the sky the sun was at its pinnacle, partially covered by clouds. Seagulls screeched merrily, their voices causing dissonance with the waves. Kicking up sand, Aldora wondered if she would ever be able to find a rare shell. She was experienced in beachcombing and diving, but a...
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