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Submitted to Contest #39
Modan Slayer of Bears leaned back and looked at the stars. He loved this season: a full belly, warm weather, an agreeable mate and happy friends around the campfire. The day’s hunt had gone well, they had surprised two deer, and there was no sign of the big cat who had left tracks by the stream last week. Life was good.He leaned back against the log and put aside the spear point he had been working. He looked up at the stars again, and wondered, not for the first time, if they were really the spirits of his ancestors as his elders claim. “I ...
Submitted to Contest #38
Dale arrived on a beautiful summer day and looked over the outside over the neat little lakeside cottage from the car. “Well, at least this isn’t a total disaster,” he said to Scooter, his boisterous golden retriever who sat making happy sounds of excitement in the passenger seat. It had been such a disastrous month Dale would not have been at all surprised to find the cottage a wreck, or on fire, or more likely sunk in the lake. First, he had lost his job when, following some setbacks, the owners had sold to a larger competitor making him r...
Submitted to Contest #37
I awoke to pain. My face was in the dirt, the smell and taste of damp soil flooded my senses. My stomach heaved. I rolled over onto my back, flickers of sunlight stabbed at my eyes through the canopy of leaves above turning the throbbing pain in my head and neck into a stabbing one. A wave of dizziness and nausea swept over me, and I turned over onto all fours spluttering until it passed. I spat out dirt and tried to get my bearings slowly sitting up onto my haunches. The forest around me seemed to revolve slowly. I gingerly touched the back...
Submitted to Contest #31
I have to potty. But it’s not time to go out yet. Katy is still looking at her big rectangle light. But the sun is shining in the window, and soon the That’s Not the Doorbell Stupid will ring, and Katy will stop and let me go out. I hope. I look up at her. She’s so great. She’s my best friend in the world. She feeds me, and gives me pets, and brushes me. I take care of her too. I cuddle with her, so she isn’t lonely. I do the protect when I think I hear bad guys trying to sneak in. We’re a family.I look at the That’s Not the Doorbell Stupid ...
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