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Submitted to Contest #209
“Next time, I’m driving.” Gareth rolled his eyes as the rain drummed against the car. “It was one wrong turn, just one wrong turn.” “You should have looked up directions sooner.” Lucy groaned. “Are we there yet?” “I told you ten minutes ago: we still have three hours to go,” he sighed. “Why don’t you turn on your music or something?” “My phone’s dead. Can I charge it?” “No, we need my phone to find our way back home.” “What if we turn on the radio?” “I need to focus on the roads, especially in this heavy rain.” “You’re no fun.” “I’m...
Submitted to Contest #208
Why do I have to be the one to take lunch to the captain? Sadie groaned, mentally glaring at the first mate in her head. Is this part of hazing the newbie or just outright being mean? The wooden floors creaked as she made her way to the captain’s quarters. She stole a glance over the railing. Though the occasional cloud blocked her view, the overwhelming size of the ocean could not be hidden. It wouldn’t be much longer until they settled into the water to give the dragons a needed break (and a chance to refuel). The crew scrambled around as...
Submitted to Contest #207
While the rest of the kingdom was content to celebrate Rym’s recent victory, Loke decided he had enough. It had been over a month since he had been able to sleep in his own bed; a celebration of any kind was the last thing needed. How Rym could handle it let alone choose it, he would never know. As Loke tried to make his way out, he happened to overhear Rym’s loud, boastful voice carry throughout the hall. No doubt interrupting the other conversations and dragging the people in to listen whether they wanted to or not. It didn’t help that st...
Submitted to Contest #206
Essa gripped her clay lamp tightly as she stared into the thick darkness. Under the dim light, she could perceive the castle was in shambles. The Desolate had reached this place as well. Was Xerxes still here somewhere…? With a gulp, Essa took a hesitant step in. She waited for a moment before moving on. She shivered as she inched forward. The attack had been so swift, almost too precise. Could those monsters have some intelligence among them? Essa dreaded the answer to that question. Could there be a traitor…? The storyteller-healer shoo...
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