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Rudra 💥

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Rudra 💥

Submitted to Contest #74

The side balcony looked drenched from the previous day's snow. The hall was whitewashed and the walls slightly vitiated, but Anthony couldn't condemn the decent apartment his seven-month earning could fetch. "You see, my husband was really strict about keeping the apartment clean", the landlady bragged about the apartment which was gifted from her husband who served in the Canadian Army. Homie leaned to his leg and cocked his head to the right. 'Somebody is enjoying the show', Anthony thought to himself. Settling the landlady, Anthony collap...

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Wormhole

Rudra 💥

Submitted to Contest #72

"He doesn't have a shadow! He doesn't have a shadow!" Celeste's perpetual voice screamed from beneath her mind while her lips remained glued. Her nonplussed body sat at the chair paralysed, looking at the man with the mysterious vibrance as he gazed at her with omniscient integrity.The night sky sparkled from the light of tiny illuminations scattered like sown seeds in a field. The air grew cold beneath the atmosphere as the veil of darkness fell on the fragile boundaries of the exosphere. Celeste gaped at the outstretching domain of darknes...

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Red

Rudra 💥

Submitted to Contest #70

There was that face in a short distance, the sculpted replica of herself, the one that she sees every day in the mirror, but something was hindering it. Then there was red everywhere.Kayla woke up from her nap. It was past three. She kept on repeating the word' sleep', hoping that it would trick her brain into dozing off as she did thirty minutes ago. One would see insomnia as a condition, a vicious paranoia. But to Kayla, it was a potential boon, an escape plan from her wicked past. The moment she closes her eyes and drifts off to that unpa...

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