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Submitted to Contest #319
A lone carriage moved swiftly, yet cautiously through the snow crusted forest. The driver observed his moonlit surroundings. The trees were giant and the road was bumpy, yet he pushed his horse to a gallop. Briefly checking behind him, he saw the pale woman inside the carriage body inspecting a box of rocks. He smiled at her and she smiled back. Returning his gaze forward, he suddenly stopped the horse at the sight of a mysterious man ahead.Lit up by the lantern he was carrying, the mysterious man wore a large brimmed hat and a long coat tou...
Submitted to Contest #300
I found myself in a valley of titans. Snowy mountains scraped the sky. A gigantic obelisk pierced the ice beneath my feet. The sun formed a spotlight over the structure. I stood alone. This fjord was veiled in complete silence until a voice slashed through. Deep of pitch and throaty of tone, it was unlike any human tongue. Yet, I could understand through sensation. Somehow, I understood that my help was needed. I knew where to go. Then, I awakened. The computer’s steel voice entered my mind. “Intergalactic Governance, Jaeger corp, Dream Chas...
Submitted to Contest #296
Code of Knights: Sheathed for the innocent, unsheathed upon thy enemy. Honor among the sword, dishonor among magic.A procession passed through dead trees. Clouds blocked the sun. Thick layers of snow covered the land. The harvest was unfruitful. The once lively village became quiet. All was bleak.Carrying yet another deceased warrior, the villagers held a funeral for the fallen. Deep within the snow-crusted forest was a knights’ cemetery. The effects of the war made it more crowded. The body was laid to rest among his many brothers. Amid the...
Submitted to Contest #291
A quaint shack a little ways off from the greater souq caught my eye. After a long time in the bustling market, I sought peace and quiet. The sign at the shack’s door read Fortune Teller with a subtitle: To know the future, you must know yourself. I’ve never been one for fortune telling, but I was intrigued, so why not. Upon first glance, the room seemed barren and empty save for a colorful carpet, table, and chairs. “Marhaban, marhaban”, was joyously exclaimed as an old man appeared out of the shadows. “Please sit”, he said pointing to the ...
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