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Submitted to Contest #307
Warning: Mention of blood The streets were empty save for a lone black van parked several blocks away from the art gallery, hidden under nearby trees and far away from security cameras. Inside the barely lit building were two security guards switching positions for the change of shift, one locking the entrance behind him while the other began to sit in a chair facing the first of dozens of screens streaming the silence inside and out. The one who just arrived noted the camera facing the parking lot as his coworker got into his car and drove...
Submitted to Contest #301
The moon above shone brightly over the silent town. Lanterns flickered inside their glass prisons with no one to reignite them once the oil ran out. Not that it mattered due to the newly enforced curfew signed by Lord Valian himself and upheld by his lackeys, all eager to get into his good graces with the high-ranking nobles also under his influence. Yet even their tenacity to keep the streets unoccupied could not hide their arrogance as they bragged about what they would do to anyone they saw, or their inability to spot the duo in the alley...
Submitted to Contest #294
Hopping onto a random train in the middle of the night was not the best idea Elise ever had. Not her worst, but a close second to when she was thirteen and slept in the library overnight, only to wake up surrounded by cleaning pixies. Surrounded by luggage and the smell of old clothes, she shifts her legs to avoid having them fall asleep before the train reaches the next stop. In other carts there are no doubt people dining and laughing with ...
Submitted to Contest #280
“Please, can you find our son?” The couple on the other side of Mel had been crying for days based on the red-rimmed eyes staring back at her. They weren’t wearing anything with designer labels like past clients who were desperate for anything they could use in the divorce. A nice, normal family. At least on the surface. Melanie Carmody, private investigator of fifteen years, wanted nothing more than to take her vape from its charger in her desk drawer and take a long intake of its customized contents. Sure, cigarettes had been in her rear...
Submitted to Contest #269
The ballroom was filled with enough blue blood to create a small ocean. Drinks flowed as it paired with the laughter of bejeweled people from all areas of the world. Any cares the guests had were tossed away with each new song played by musicians with more fame than talent. A woman leaned against one of the columns, her sapphire gown pairing well with golden-bronze skin, dark ebony ringlets falling down her back, piercing amber eyes watching the dancefloor with the concentration of a trained falcon. This ball was meant to create connections,...
Submitted to Contest #239
Catalina hid her trembling hands beneath the embroidered shawl folded neatly on her lap. While the train passed through both the wonders of nature and the 20th century, she could only glance at the other passengers waiting for their destination before returning her eyes to the seat in front of her. Nothing kept her mind off the lingering fear of what’s to come. Beside her sat her dear fiancé Henry, his smile a c...
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