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Submitted to Contest #259
Everyone knew who Farid Tarini was. A mysterious 41-year-old who had arrived out of nowhere, seemingly sent from the heavens to deliver them from the disease of war, famine, and hardship. Every man, woman, child, and dog knew of this fresh-faced stranger who had saved them from an early extinction. Everyone also knew that he was a robot. But we didn't talk about that. It was the elephant in the room. Except the elephants had gone extinct too. We didn't talk about that either. In a world where death had become commonplace, conversation ...
Submitted to Contest #258
Trigger warning: Violence, drugs and suicide Morris looked into the distance and saw the city skyline as it rose from the bay, built on the very dirt and grime that plagued its entrails. He puffed on his smelly cigar and watched as the bin men cleaned out the streets, hauling those meaty trash bags full of vice and knew that as hard as they tried they couldn't clean the guilty conscience out of this sinful city. He bent down to tie his shoelace, covered in mud. The glaring moonlight reflected his bruised knuckles that were smeared with blood...
Submitted to Contest #256
Larry nervously tapped his foot on the ground while the boss man clicked on his computer. The boss was still speaking, words generously pouring out of his mouth, spouting instructions at a rate faster than Larry could process. But Larry's brain had frozen ever since the name Barry Mitchell had been uttered. "So that's settled then. You and Barry are going to work on the Maxim project. You've got seven days until the presentation." "But...Sir...I need to." "And you know the Maxim project, sonny. There's some meaty grub in there. So you bette...
Submitted to Contest #255
Mr Sanders lived alone in a tiny cottage in a wholesome English village, down the road from where the church stood.Mr Sanders lived on his own and managed a tiny estate worth nothing to nobody. His belongings and affairs were neatly tied together and had been arranged to be left to a handful of local charities.It had been a month since Mrs Sanders had passed. Mr and Mrs Sanders had spent more than 50 years of their lives together in wedded bliss.So when Mrs Sanders left this world, the village collectively mourned for her, preparing themselv...
Submitted to Contest #254
The cutlery was spaced out with military precision. The canapes had been meticulously devised to suit everyone's needs. The tables were petalled with the bubbliest champagnes. Violet arrived first to get drunk sooner than everyone else, followed by Sarah and Reggie who arrived late in characteristic fashion for a bickering married couple. The last to arrive was their friend Psi who had been off the grid for close to a year. She had returned back to their lives recently but not before chopping off her lovely long locks and losing tons of wei...
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