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Submitted to Contest #242
Tarek has been searching for any signs of the mysterious scholar for nearly a week to no avail. Disguised as a merchant aiming to journey across the seven seas, he arrives at the port city where the man he seeks is said to have arrived. "Young man! Haven't I seen you before?" Nine days have passed and he has journeyed hundreds of miles away from the university where he saw this very same young man. This could indeed be a good sign.The student gasps as he sees Tarek, recognizing him immediately only to run as fast as possible to warn his alli...
Submitted to Contest #241
After days of overcoming violent desert winds of epic proportions, Tarek finds himself in a remote fortress on his way to deliver a parchment that he's guarded as the eyes in his skull. The flag of the caliphate waves with strong winds towards the East. He must deliver the parchment to his allies within the fortress if he has any chance of clearing his name. The secret Order of Assassins are surely looking for him as they speak, but he must enter the lion's den if there's ever a chance to succeed in his revolt. He camouflages himself wit...
Submitted to Contest #240
Tarek holds a message in his hand as the harsh winds of the Sahara blow reddish sand against his blistering face. He has been banished by the Caliphate for treason, against a tyrannical leader who used him as a scapegoat for his clandestine missions. He has been ordered to be hanged in public forum, his escape meant only his doom. Noone would dare venture out into the endless desert with nothing to be seen for miles.Hours pass, before the summer night finally gives way to the cooling moonbeam. He hears a faint growl echoing in the distance. ...
Submitted to Contest #237
Larry walks over to his desk, a broad-shouldered man with a square jaw, squinted eyes, a flattened nose, and well-kempt slicked back hair with a shine resembling a Rolls Royce’s freshly polished black finish. His telephone rings like a bell echoing through the acoustics of his large office. He survived the war against the Nazis just a few years back, only to deal with mouth-breathing fat cats that plead for their wives’ faithfulness, throwing cash at something that just won’t do. ‘Hell’ he thinks: ‘If they want me to spend all this time and ...
Submitted to Contest #236
The world has claimed victim to another slash-and burn operation in the Amazon Basin. The thick smoke of a variety of cremated remains from beautiful exotic plants rises upon acres and acres of land. Javier has worn a gasmask while clearing the land to prepare it for re-planting. His heavily forested farmland was used for an extensive amount of money by a foreign lumbering company to create exotic furniture for three times the price worldwide. It’s easy to see...
Submitted to Contest #235
Hudson’s sleepless bloodshot eyes nearly appear as if they protrude completely out of his sockets; It has been a hellish journey in the red mists of the forest of deep into the Carpathian forests as he has ridden through the night with sounds that not only wake the dead but sense their tenebrous curse. His horse, a pitch-black Arabian with a glowing fiery patch of white as if drawn artfully on its forehead, acts as a beacon warning passerby of its incoming doom, but it fears no specter or demon. It is intrepidly moving forth toward…onward…ev...
Submitted to Contest #234
Jim was always fascinated with pirates. He was always infatuated with the rebellion, the adventures, and the hunger for endless riches. After decades of specializing in American and Caribbean history, his focus on Blackbeard and Long John Silver’s stories particularly fascinated him. In the bright and early seascape on the Caribbean Sea not too far from the Bermuda Triangle, Jim is on a trip to the Caribbean with a marine treasure search crew. He’s asked to go diving with Jerrod, the leader of the marine crew. He’s just as eccentric and dari...
Submitted to Contest #233
The demonic sun bursts forth with greater solar flares than ever in human history, its vicious fiery tails whipping closer and closer to the atmosphere, melting and drying every living thing on its exposed surface, once a jungle bursting forth with greenery as far as the eye could see, and now even deserts pale in comparison…1000 days of no rain. Jameson, an old man who worked massive oil patches, is now seeking for the oil that will bring forth life and plen...
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