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Submitted to Contest #313
It was supposed to be so simple, if an escape in the dead of night can be called simple. We knew there would be rumors and wild speculation – in fact, we counted upon it – but never in a thousand lifetimes could we have guessed that our story would become legend, and that the legend would be so far from the truth. The ship was said to be unlucky, everyone knew that. A change of name and a fresh coat of paint couldn't do away with whatever malevolent spirit seemed to haunt her. She had collided with and sunk another ship in London, she had ru...
Submitted to Contest #307
Another part of the roof in the corner bedroom fell in early this morning. The almighty crash from two floors above tore me out of a deep sleep, cocooned within the thin blankets on the pallet, and set my heart racing; usually it is the sounds of dawn, birdsong and breeze, that bring me back to myself. Moments later the burst of terror faded and I remembered the sound of two days' rain as it rushed through the gaping hole and, I knew, softened the scorched beams, eating away at the house's exposed skeleton. I imagine mold blossoming on the r...
Submitted to Contest #222
Eight was probably too old for a wacky straw, Lissie decided, as the smiling waiter approached her poolside chaise lounge with her second Pineapple Dream Surprise of the day. She thanked him and waited until he'd left before removing the blue plastic spiral from the tall, frosted cup and, after licking off the creamy yellow slush, setting it on the low table beside her, next to her magazine. She glanced over the rim of the cup as she sipped it, her plastic heart-shaped sunglasses hiding her observant eyes – did everyone get one? Maybe it was...
Submitted to Contest #221
Loosely inspired by The Green Knight and the tale of St. Winifred, and for Domestic Violence Awareness Month (October). Content warning for references to emotional and physical abuse.-------------------------------Relief flooded over Jane when she saw the empty lot and knew that she had the lake to herself. The picnicking families had long since herded the kids back into the car and left, ready to wash off the grass stains and whatever was in those leaf piles; the early-evening joggers were at home with their glasses of wine and a cozy sense...
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