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Submitted to Contest #51
To live on is not only my destiny, it is incumbent. I must not let the magnanimity of my village be in vain. Imagining their suffering, while I languished in my freedom, my liberation, was agonizing. But I strode forward. They would not wish my return. They would not even entertain the notion of implementing such a fate on a soul unknown to them. Not even someone willing to serve in their stead. That was the selfless nature of my people, which I hoped to embody. To earn their unspoken approbation. Besides, what could I do? But, perhaps it wa...
“I move we kill Evan- I mean Backstabbath.” “Nooooo c’mon, please don’t.” “Do you say this in-game?”, I sigh resignedly. These damned murder hobos are impossible to work with. “Yes.” “NO!” rings out in dissonance as Evan frantically tries to answer for Will, who is terrifyingly resolute. “You know that a character death will set your party back, right? I want you to be certain this is the course of action you really, really want to follow.” Perhaps my emphasis on the stupidity of this idea would save me from weeks of replanning and time-cons...
Submitted to Contest #49
Hazy light filters in through the thick forest trees into the dirt-spotted, westward-facing glass pane. Cracks project shadows on the peeling brown paint of the walls. The heat that stumbles into the small room is gentle, and a black tomcat with specks of gray fur basks in the dying glow. Cushions next to the window were once a verdant green, but now their color has faded, softened as time has them worn down. Threads stick out in wayward places, trying to escape the net that holds them trapped together. Goldenrod pillows that rest at...
Submitted to Contest #48
Tieflings are not looked upon with kindness, nor sympathy. Rather, they are scorned for actions that were not their own, actions committed by their ancestors who existed in a simpler time. Via covenants and curses, they bear varying levels of their demonic descent. Signifiers to society that they are different, born with a predisposition to evil.Supposedly.Tafn- a word meaning orphan, one who has been left behind by those supposed to be a constant in one’s life. Our Tafn, earned her name from the many folk that ignored her cries as a ba...
She’ll never leave me again.. . .Bio-engineering on the first day of freshman year at Soul University. That is when I first laid eyes on her. She was...is slender, yet defined by gentle curves. Her eyes are the kind of blue that isn’t too sharp or cutting but are kind and magnetic. Such a presence that warms a room, but doesn’t overwhelm it. As she sat next to me, a collection of her golden hair brushed my arm lightly. Few things could send my cells into such a flurry as her.“Hi, I’m Angel!”, she introduced herself, extending a friendly...
Submitted to Contest #47
When you asked for a kitten, this wasn’t what you expected was it? What you had pictured, curled up comfy in your bed, was a little creature. A ball of fluff distinguishable only by a pink nose and intelligent eyes that seemed to know all your secret bottled emotions. Ok, you acknowledged the odds of an omnipotent kitten existing were probably low. Like 5% maybe that one was out there, maybe 1% you ended up with one? Math was not your strong suit. Your failed high school stats class made sure you knew that… Now, everyone takes into ...
Submitted to Contest #46
“When you kill someone, their remaining lifespan is added to yours” Well yes, that’s interesting, but I don’t know if I’m creative enough to do that justice… “Your landlord is a vampire, so he offers you a deal” Now that’s a little too creative, what the hell am I supposed to do with that, a romance novel? You know from experience how saturated that market is. I sighed as my exploits via the Instagram explore page resolved in failure. It’s not like I dreamt of writing some best-selling novel or anything. I just wished I could reign...
Oh, how to start? A mid-life crisis? No, our target audience isn’t some Karen’s husband. A sexy naked prince? Again. Wrong genre. Hmmm… What about birth? Mmm, well yes, that seems most logical… From my infernal prison, I decided to pick up my hobby of writing again. It is a strange place where I am. I know that I can’t leave, but that’s obvious. Upon entering any enclosed space, creatures will search for an exit.Ooo, that was philosophical. Shhh, focus.What I do know is that it is dark. It is as though any light that should have been w...
Winner of Contest #45 🏆
In the beginning, there was nothing. Then, there was something. An explosion, a gasp of light in a choking universe that breathed all we know into existence. Quarks and atoms bounced with sweet ecstasy, creation free to their whims. From dust they formed glittering galaxies adorned with brilliant balls of energy. Stars. Stars were the pride of particles. Their fiery blaze illuminated the darkness, gave life and allowed other creations to be viewed. Up close, massive and glaring, but with an almost inexplicable allure. From a distance, gen...
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