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Submitted to Contest #263
The once-glorious Starspire, a towering structure of gleaming crystal, now loomed ominously in shadow as its protector, Saliria, traversed the night. Her luminous powers had once infused Hargren with vitality, serving as both a beacon of hope and a barrier against the dark forces encroaching upon their land. The menace threatening Hargren was not merely an elemental force; it was a malevolent entity pressing against the fringes of Saliria’s light. With each fleeting moment, her ceaseless battle drained her energy, causing her light to dimini...
Submitted to Contest #262
The sun was just barely peeking over the top of the Cedar Rock Mountains, casting a fiery glow over the sleepy town of Wynnemiller. The morning dew was still thick on the grapevines that crept up the town sign – proudly announcing, “Welcome to Wynnemiller, Innovation Central!” Static cracked on an old radio as the familiar voice of DJ Lynn Sparkling filled the silence. “It’s going to be a scorcher today, y’all. The local weather service has issued a severe heat advisory for the tri-county area, starting this Friday through the weekend. Temp...
In the heat of the day, the sounds of the city resonated from miles around. The skyscrapers loomed over the city streets, casting shadows on the people below who were bustling about with the urgency of a Monday morning alarm clock, their footsteps a rhythmic beat against the concrete. Within all this madness lived a janitor named Timothy. To see Timothy walking down the street with his mop draped over his shoulder was nothing spectacular; he was a rather unassuming figure, after all – just another face in the crowd. The routine played out t...
Submitted to Contest #261
The following transcripts were retrieved from the comments section of a recently expired GoFundMe page. January 10Dear Unknown Hero,I wish I could call you by your name, but your generous donation only noted your name as “Anonymous.”I may never know who you are. For all I know, you’re just some random stranger who just happened across a really sad “GoFundMe” page and felt compelled to help. Maybe you’re someone I used to work with or go to school with; maybe you’re Mrs. Nichols, the elderly lady at church who’s always sharing her lemon bars ...
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