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Set your story in a remote winter cabin with no electricity, internet, or phone service.

Posted in Winter on Oct 25, 2022

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The Conundrum of Living

Submitted to Contest #77

In winter one forgets summer ever existed. One forgets how to live. Can a man who is warm understand one who is cold? No, he is warm. He is in a different universe entirely. Can a dead thing feel pain? No, it is dead. It is in another life. Can winter feel warmth? No, it is dead. It is outside of warmth. On Planet Ten not only does winter feel only deadness and cold, it feels no joy, so fully is it dead. Winter here on Planet Ten is truly winter. Nothing moves but the incessant snowstorms, not even the sun. Day after day I sit alon...

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The Last Time

Submitted to Contest #77

Will tries to pull the door open, while I watch, slowly unable to feel my feet which are almost covered in ice. I shake the snow off, trying to get some feeling back in my feet. I rub my mitten covered hands together and put them on my face, attempting to feel some heat. He keeps pulling at the wood, and finally, with a jerk, it opens, pushing him on the snow-covered ground with a loud thud. I stifle a grin as he sits there, unable to get up from the slippery ground. As our eyes meet, he smiles back, his cheeks turning a shade...

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Regrets, Hallucinations, and a Winter Cabin

Submitted to Contest #77

Your life is filled with regrets now. You are now stuck in a remote winter cabin, with no electricity, no internet, no phone service, no food, no water, no people to talk to. Just you and the winter cabin, strangled in the middle of the woods. Trying to survive. Now you wish that you never listened to that fake poster. But, you can't blame yourself. You needed money anyway. You needed to help your mother to be healthier. You had no money to do the operation for her. So you thought that the poster was your only chance of earning som...

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Breezy Winter Vacation

Submitted to Contest #77

Here we go again... staying in the same old, dusty, creepy looking cabin. No Heat, No Electricity, and No Wifi, which sucks! so this is the only place we can stay in, while we have a cold, boring winter vacation. Mom always says that I cant use my phone nor play Video Games while we're on winter vacation. We have to spend time together as a family. There's nothing to do... I'm starving right now and we have just enough food that will last less than a week. We were going to stay here for five days, but the stay had to increase because a blizz...

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On the Run

Submitted to Contest #77

Author’s note: Personally, I feel this story would have been better with a few thousand more words, but that’s the word count limit for you. Everything here is completely fictional! And PLEASEEE critique it (I don’t mind how harsh or to-the-point it is, as long as it is constructive)The coldness of the snow stung my feet as I plodded through the icy ground. My feet sunk into the soft snow of the once green hinterlands of Tasmania. Chilling wind bit against my cheeks, blowing with full force. A coat of dense fog clouded the landscape ahe...

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The Enigmas Of The Lake

Submitted to Contest #77

Snow came as heaven’s sunlit glitter to bring our world to a new shimmer. It danced in the night; a choreographed ballet conducted in the freezing wind. Kids imagined themselves roller-skating over the frozen surface of lakes and flapping their arms and legs on the snow heap to resemble cute little penguins. I cradled my hot mocha cup in my hands as smoky ghosts curled out of the liquid and dispersed in the air. My mind wandered around to the distant hills where the orange-gold stretched far and wide, the colours of fire hearths and tan...

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A new beginning

Submitted to Contest #77

Paula was enjoying the ride, it was a bright sunny day and the sky looked crystal clear. She could see the birds soaring up into the sky and she felt as excited as them, she was going to meet her parents. Last time she visited them was six months ago, she had such a busy schedule that it was difficult for her to take some time out, finally the project was over and she had a few days on hand and thought of spending them with her parents. She decided to drive as it was only three hours away and she always enjoyed the beautiful scenic country...

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Not All Stories Have a Happy Ending

Submitted to Contest #77

Content Warning: Includes blood and murders/deathsThe moon hung high in the sky, half hidden by clouds. It cast a dim light across the ground, making it seem like it was coated in a layer of frost.A lone figure was walking home, shivering from the stinging, night air. She was taking a midnight walk, wanting to get away from her messed up family, even if it only was for a few minutes. She was young. Way too young to be experiencing the things she was. But she was the sweetest, most loving soul you could ever find in this cruel world.Of c...

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Snowy Forest

Submitted to Contest #77

I remember walking down a common hiking path up the snowy mountains in Montana at 3:00 in the evening. While hiking in these mountains sometimes it is hard to get a signal; but I was only going to walk this trail for 30 minutes or so and come back to my car. I start stretching by my car for a little while. I reach my hand in my coat pocket, grabbed my phone and checked the time. It was 3:13pm. I noticed a weather advisory on my phone. The weather advisory was about a massive winter blizzard in my area. I looked at the sky and it was clear. A...

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all the things she said

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Work was ghastly. Roman needed a break. No better time than the winter holidays, when cheer sloshed through the city, unbearably wet and merry, like the snow melting on asphalt and mixing with confetti left behind by endless parades. He’d go up to the little cabin, he decided, up in the mountains, relax away from the forever-smilers and the always-happy. Clear his head.  He’d given his boss a note. The man, a veteran of the trade and accordingly wrinkled and grey, with a face and a heart of stone, raised a fat eyebrow.  “People...

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A Time for Contemplation

Submitted to Contest #77

Rachel shivered as she came out onto the balcony, tightening her thin cardigan around herself. She stared out the wide expanse of pure white, squinting because the whiteness of the snow burned her eyes. The sounds of scraping from the woods were the only thing that shattered this crystal moment. Everything was still, crystallized in ice and snow. Perfect. The branches on the trees were so excellently coated in a thin, crackly layer of snow, that it looked like a person delicately painted each twig, each branch. Nothing living moved, bu...

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The Revelation

Submitted to Contest #77

“It’s time for dinner!,” yelled Bob. He fixed a wonderful pot of spaghetti with a side of garlic bread, and a fresh garden salad. He set the dinner plates at the table, and there was no sign of anyone. He yelled again, “Dinner, come and get it!” He heard no reply, so he walked over to the family room and found his wife Julie busy texting away on her phone. “Julie, where is everyone, didn’t you hear me calling?”  Julie looked up at Bob with an annoyed expression, as if he was disturbing her. She managed to say, “If you want our attentio...

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Sweeping up the Past

Submitted to Contest #77

The first thing you notice is the sun's rays, peeking through the dusty white shutters. They don’t close all the way, and by the time the light rises into the morning, thick bars of brightness shine onto your ceiling. Your eyelids fail to block out the bright colours of the room, and when you’ve tossed and turned for half an hour in bed, you begrudgingly get up.It’s only eight-thirty-one, your clock chimes in. You think with how bright it is it must be closer to ten. The thought of getting up early on a Sunday morning makes your body sag wit...

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In the winds of Himalayas

Submitted to Contest #77

Dear diaryI loved the Himalayas since I was a kid. It always fascinated me, there was a different vibe I used to get from these mountains. They were tall, gigantic, and handsome like me. I know you must be thinking that I am crazy for comparing myself with the Himalayas, but these mountains do relate to me. People always get bored of the chilly winds and frosting snow, but I never displeased it. The chilly winds gave me comfort and a sense of true worth, which I found impossible to find amidst this chaotic world.Life once again has brought m...

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Plato's Peak

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“The worst type of man behaves as badly in his waking life as some men do in their dreams.” ― Someone very clever a long time ago The plan was simple. Descend the mountain. Go to town, locate the prize, take it. Then escape and return to the cabin. Then, quietly enjoy my life waiting out the reset of civilisation. Everything had been going perfectly. I had located the prize in an old abandoned office block. It was my escape that went pear shaped. The town was now fortified had been for three years but I had gained access through the s...

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