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Begin your story with somebody watching the sunrise, or sunset.

Posted in Fluff on Oct 25, 2022

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Death by Wasabi

Submitted to Contest #99

The sun had yet to set, but the friendly early evening crowd was beginning to trickle into the outdoor eatery area of The Court Street Bar and Restaurant. It was, after all, a little past seven on a Saturday night in Hobohemia, and after a full work week, most people just want to get out and have a little fun. Carlton Tucker had chosen this place because in his mind it would be the perfect place for a perfect first date. He’d had his eye on Annemarie Chellini for quite some time now, so after months of trying to muster up the courage to ask ...

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It’s Not Life or Death

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Jenny was dead. Even though she was only 11 she had hoped to go out with a bit more style than just in her sleep. She’d spent a long time getting a reputation amongst her friends as someone who could look after herself and also defend them if they were being bullied.  “Big Bad Jen” they called her – no bully too big for her despite being slim and petite. Her dad didn’t like this as would always lead to him having to come into school to have difficult conversations about her behaviour and how it could impact her future prospects bla...

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tiny piscine heart

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Talia watches the sun set over a field of corpses.It’s a red sunset, rich and shimmering like the blood forming rivulets between the soot-stained uniforms at her feet. A bleeding sun casting its forlorn gaze over bleeding bodies.Bodies that Talia had danced with to the tune of swordplay not an hour ago, steel kissing steel, until hers had tasted flesh and relished it. She searches for any semblance of triumph in the colorless eyes staring back from her blade, only to find a crimson tear scurrying down its length to stain her fingers. As if h...

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Tomorrow is Another Day

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NightCrawlers: Victims of a Parasite that turned into Nocturnal Cannibalistic Hunters whose only instincts are to kill and eat.“Is it even worth it as this point? The constant fight to live, for what? Just so we can contine to struggle the next day?” Tybalt mumbled as he wrapped a bandage around Rowan’s bloodied forearm, his face flashing a somber look under the glow of the fire. Rowan huffed and turned away to gaze at Oliva, the young girl that had just joined the small pack. Their large black mutt—Lucifer— curled up next to Oliva, protect...

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Eternity

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Date: June 21st, 8:15 p.m.Dearest,There are many things even I do not know about myself. You know me better than I do. Perhaps you can explain why I am writing during this time of day—outside, more or less. I am scratching out these letters slowly on a picnic blanket. It is spread out on the ground, right next to the melted purple ice, which still holds your stars. I arrived on this field just in time to see the sun dip below the horizon, and I wish I know my reasoning.Date: June 22nd, 8:15 p.m.Writing to you is a strange coping mechanism. W...

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The Tale of Hingrek and Nobble

Shortlisted for Contest #99 ⭐️

Nature held its breath before the sunrise, and the expectation of magic and possibilities hung heavy in the cool morning air. A light mist lay over the long grass covering the hill. The sky was lightening to the east; it promised to be a warm midsummers day. A rabbit hopped cautiously out of its burrow and sniffed the air, ears erect and twitching left and right for the sound of possible enemies – a fox perhaps, or an owl returning from its nightly hunting. But it was absolutely still this morning; even the birds sensed this moment was speci...

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Dawn

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"Reborn, but what a splendid word, don't you think?". I said to Dawn, my sunrise watching companion, as I slid the tires of the wheelchair onto the balcony of the hospital room to watch the sunrise for the last time. "Imagine being reborn again at this precise moment with all the wisdom gained in the past. My dear Dawn, this is the feeling I have as we idolize the beautiful sunrise before our eyes. You see, for me the meaning of sunrise is more than just a glimpse of the sun on the horizon, it is more than rays of sunshine warming up th...

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Seven Cs

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The ship dips beneath the waves as the Sun dips below the horizon.At first, the water is nice and cool against your sore, red skin. You’ve spent a lot of time exposed to the elements — especially as the Seven Cs began to take on water. Shelter in the shade. Refreshed layers of sunscreen. Proper, regular hydration. These are the sort of things that take a backseat when a hole opens up in the hull. And so, the gentle lap of the sea soothes the quiet grumble of your frayed nerve endings. A wince flickers across your face — the blisters and peel...

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It was Monday

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Warning: Story includes themes of suicideThe first rays of the July sun flashed off General Burton’s glasses and onto the refrigerator as he applied three drops of lubricant to the slide rails of his Colt .45. One, two, three on one side. One, two, three on the other. Two drops on the barrel. One drop on the engagement lugs. One drop on the interior of the barrel bushing. Re-assemble.  His fingers moved over the parts with a command accrued over seven decades. But his arthritic joints and knotted...

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A Shattered Spirit

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Do you ever simply stand there and stare at the sun? How about actually looking at it? You are aware of a searing feeling in your eyes, as well as blindsight that is out of reach. The sun shines brighter than we believe. A ray of sunshine brought on by joy. Beautiful flowers adorn the ground and shine brighter than a shooting star. Is this a possibility? I'm not sure, but I do know that fairy tales always have evil buried somewhere. The shooting star, for example, produces a black mirror with fragments of light floating through its lens. The...

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Bloodthirsty

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The last of the scattered beams from First Sunset would bring about Second Sunrise soon enough. Those rays turn the rocky terrain, typically grey and bleak, to a rather ominous shade of crimson. It's fitting, as I'm out for blood. And I plan to get it from this thing laying on the ground, fresh hematoma on its head and a gash in its right front leg. I didn't cause the gash, it had that before I caught up to it. The lump was all me though.Are the guttural sounds an attempt to plead for its life? I have no idea. We don't speak the sa...

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Beneath the Two Suns

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The larger of the two setting suns was barely visible from up here, a sliver of light on the horizon painting the clouds pink and gray. It was Dex’s favorite time of day, the twilight between the two sunsets when the heat dissipated and long shadows crept over the desert.  It had been a month since they crash landed on this planet, a month of searching wreckages and junk heaps for the parts necessary to fix their spacecraft. Only the natives of the planet - the species and planet name a mystery to Dex - with their tough, scaly skin and ...

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Endless Embers

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The divide between the shadows of the night and the dazzle of daylight becomes truly apparent at the dawn of dark. ‘The dawn of dark’, some may call it sunset yet those of society who choose to live at such a time decide it’s true purpose. That of which being the time when words turn to whispers and abysmal horrors unfold. Duncan’s dreary head laid rest upon the begrimed bench, overlooking cliffs that competed with skyscrapers. As he calmly stared forward he couldn’t help but acknowledge the flames of a thousand infernos staring back at hi...

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Twilight

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She pushed her feet deeper into the moist sand; slowly, little waves wet the sand even more. She gazed up at the sky, watching the setting sun. Her brother snapped a photo of her placid posture, pretty smile, and the picturesque view. She tried to remember: how many times has she seen the sunset? She smiled as her parents took shape in her imagination. ******** A pregnant woman was sitting on a lounge chair; strong, manly arms were circling her lovingly. She leaned her head on her husband’s naked chest and looked up, sniffing the sea’s aro...

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Running away from love

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June shakes my shoulder softly. “Wake up, Rosie! The sun’s rising!” I rise up slowly, and look around. I am in the Fuji Mountains, where one of the most beautiful sunrises takes place. The sun glows fiercely, the sky a shade of purple. But the sky isn't the only beautiful thing I’m looking at. I turn to June. She’s grinning at the mountains, her black-purple hair blowing in the wind. Her hazel eyes are staring at every detail, probably memorizing the sight. That’s what I love so much about her. She can never get enough of beautiful sights. I...

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