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Submitted to Contest #51
He laid down on the soft bed with double pillows and comforters so thick, it soaked up all the stress of a dying man. Perhaps not. He winced as they pinched him with a needle, yet it was with the utmost care. They jutted his broken leg above which dangled low from all the fat that his leg had bore. He screamed and wailed and they took all the care to be as promising as they could be. Stuffing pillows underneath, three boys each carrying a foot of his bandaged leg ensuring the best possible service. He blinked again and everything was a white...
Nancy loved singing. She would sing in the morning and at night. Her voice was so sweet, if she lived in a palace, a prince would swoon and get lost in her melodies. She would twirl her body and act with her delicate hands as she sang. Her eyes always closed when she sang, as though she saw her lyrics dance in her mind. Her cheeks grew red and her thick eyebrows smiled, pleased to be with her. She took off into her own world as she sang, giggling and smiling. The neighbors would peek out their windows, their necks dangling low in the sweet a...
Submitted to Contest #48
You were born on the fluffiest of cushions and in the cradle of the kindest of hearts.Your cries got muffled in their warm embrace on the first go and your wailings lost their voice with their constant love. Right on the lap on your nanny, she swayed you tenderly with her affection; when the thorns of the world tried to prick you, she always managed to lift her lap up and thus sway you away from the pain; when she thought you were in trouble, she put you off to a sweet baby sleep, got up carefully not to wake you up, planting you in ...
Submitted to Contest #47
"Come On Boy, work fast." Hanging the cauldron on the metal hooks, you began swinging it horizontally. The heat would be better regulated and the stinky smell of burns would be avoided, your father had said. Heavy footsteps were heard. You turned slowly to find the court physicians arriving making their way to the end of the long wood where a stout middle-aged man stood. "Everything should be fresh, Burns." the newly arrived, lean built man said. "Yes sir, you can count on me. " " Remember to boil the leeks twice,...
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