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A Perilous Journey into the Enchanted Wilds

Submitted to Contest #204

A long time ago, in a town settled at the foot of a transcending mountain range, lived a young girl named Mia. She was known all through the town for her kind nature and faithful generosity. Her eyes always gleamed with interest and wonder, mirroring the world as though she saw it interestingly. Her giggling resembled a delicate song, ringing out with an untamed fulfilment that touched the hearts of everyone around her. The town, encompassed by rich vegetation, held an old legend about a supernatural forest concealed deep inside the core of ...

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The Titty Show: Tinkering Part 6

Submitted to Contest #204

Note: This is a companion piece to In Absentia and the forthcoming Tinkering 8.“Indubitably, magic is one of the subtlest and most difficult of the sciences and arts.”― Aleister CrowleyThe JavelinaSaguaro Junction, AZKurt’s third Titty Show went down like mother’s milk, and he rapped the bar for a fourth. Treena, behind the stick, was all about the profit margin and not so much about the shitbags who frequented Saguaro Junction’s least Yelp-ed biker haven. She pulled the Everclear the Javelina’s patrons preferred to Stoli, snagged the house ...

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Unearthing The Forgotten Legacy.

Submitted to Contest #204

Rajasthan is the largest Indian state in land area and the seventh most populous. On the northwestern part of India, it encompasses most of the vast and inhospitable Thar Desert (also called the Great Indian Desert).  As the vibrant Jaipur, the capital city of Rajasthan, awakened to the golden rays of the morning sun, Amit Jamwal, a young and affluent businessman, found himself yearning for an adventure beyond the confines of his luxurious lifestyle. Restless and eager to explore, he heard whispers of an ancient village nestled amidst...

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The Anger that is lost

Submitted to Contest #204

The bitter wind swept through the desolate streets of Harbor Ville, echoing the resentment that lingered in the heart of Thomas McAllister. He was a man consumed by a relentless thirst for revenge—a thirst that had festered for years, feeding on the embers of a past wrong. The memory of that betrayal haunted his every waking moment, propelling him down a dark and treacherous path. It began many years ago when Thomas, a young and ambitious entrepreneur, had partnered with Robert Patterson to establish a flourishing shipping business. They had...

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Brooksville

Submitted to Contest #204

The town of Brooksville was a serene haven nestled amidst rolling hills and lush green meadows. Its residents, numbering just a few hundred, led peaceful lives, their routines following a predictable rhythm. Yet, as fate would have it, a stranger was about to arrive and shake up the order of things. One sunny morning, the townsfolk noticed a figure in the distance, approaching with purpose. As the stranger drew nearer, they saw a young woman with a wild mane of golden curls cascading down her back. Her eyes shimmered with an indomitable spar...

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The Recusants

Submitted to Contest #203

I wished the streets would just swallow me whole, but this city had teeth, and it had dug deep into my skin and stripped me down to the bone. My whole life flayed open, my identity ripped from me, all the joy devoured in one bite. All that remained was the rain pouring into the dark, muddy alleyways, and the shelter of shadows beneath boarded up windows.  My hand dripped blood into the puddles at my feet as I limped through the alleyway, pressing close to the concrete walls when red and blue lights flashed through the damp night. All I...

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Three Queens of Rome

Submitted to Contest #203

The carbon steel sword came down hard on the raised wooden shield, slicing across it and leaving a nasty dig in the purple paint. The yellow daisy painted in the front was looking more like a shredded paper flower sliced through with a hundred cuts.  The woman behind the shield wore a silver circlet with a bright teardrop diamond in the center of her forehead. Her white-blonde hair fell in bouncy curls around her shoulders as she parried and thrust her shield up with all her might against the blows. Her thin white arm shook under the o...

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A Clock, A Thief, and a Dragon

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Submitted to Contest #203

Farah the ferret thief scampered down the alleyway, the shouts of her pursuers echoing behind her.  Even the best have to run for it on occasion, she thought, consoling herself.  The rain was falling in sheets as she ran, soaking through her cloak, leathers, and down into her fur.    “She went this way!” a coyote shouted.  “Ugh, these idiots are annoyingly persistent,” Farah grumbled with flattened ears. The nimble ferret kept running, cloak flapping behind her. She briefly paused as she came upon a pa...

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Final Escalation

Submitted to Contest #203

Silence is often defined as the absence of any sound, or anything that is loud. However, for the city of Manhattan, nothing could be louder than the silence. A city that was known for being immensely populated, and busy, was now completely abandoned. Buildings that once stood tall and proud, were now nothing more than the rubble that they left behind. Janktrons walked around the city, randomly slashing at buildings, and attacking anything that moved in their vicinity. A  man wearing a black cardigan, with a white t-shirt underneath it, ...

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Maev and the Dawn of War

Submitted to Contest #203

The smoke stung Erylis’ eyes while a dense choking dust swirled about the battlefield such that all she could see were vague shadows of her opponents. But she knew they were there. Surging and kicking, hitting, and smashing their way through her troops.   Letting out a baleful scream the likes that sounded alien to her own ears she brought her broadsword down blindly. It crunched on an opponent's helmet, embedding it in a divot under the force of the blow. She didn’t stop to remove the body from her sword. Instead, she heaved her sword...

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Fist-Fighting and Fine Dining

Submitted to Contest #203

“Punch that rock.” Zenzu said  Carl looked at the old man blankly. “Uh, no.”  “Punch the rock, Carl. Only then will I know if you’re worthy of my teaching.”  “You ask my family to send me all the way up here. I spend 3 harrowing nights trudging along only to be told to punch a rock when I arrive?”  “Appears that way, yes.” Zenzu nodded. “How are you going to teach me the way of the…of the fiery…fist? What’s it called again?”  “Way of the flaming knuckles,” Zenzu corrected  “Yes that. How can you teach me if my h...

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A Desert Dream

Submitted to Contest #204

Lost in Arizona, on the holiday of my dreams. A five-figure holiday that I saved up for, for years. Down the toilet it went, whenever my girlfriend kicked me out of the car. We had a stupid fight. She was driving, I was swearing. She blamed the heat, I blamed her personality. She kicked me out of the car, in the back end of nowhere. I’d always wanted to visit the desert. It was on my bucket list, long before I met Angel. She and I had become one of those units that goes everywhere as a twosome, whether it's advisable or not. She was more of ...

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Eternal Seconds

Submitted to Contest #203

A broken pipe dripped onto the unforgiving concrete floor nearby. I hoped the echo would somehow mask my labored breathing. That the cavernous building would capture the sounds of old pipes, innocent breaths of wind, scurries of hidden rats, before it would project my nervous shuffling. He must not hear, I must stay quiet. I swallowed nonexistent saliva.  My back ached from crouching behind the rusted boiler. The dirt and dust from years of neglect coated the insides of my nose like hot, suffocating cotton. The gash above my left eyeb...

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Joker Jones and the Asteroid

Submitted to Contest #204

It could hardly be called an asteroid. Barely 150 meters at the widest and weighing in at a few thousand tons. A mere pebble in the Asteroid Belt, it had only been discovered and registered two years before. But it was his asteroid, ‘ZZTP0DxQ’ which he had named Asteroid Charlene. Well, strictly speaking it wasn’t his asteroid. Not in the strictest sense of what it means to own something. Space law did not permit ownership of an asteroid or any celestial body, but he had registered his mission with the Space Resource Utilization sub-com...

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Costco Cowboy

Submitted to Contest #204

Costco Cowboy “This town ain’t big enough for the both of us, pardner,” Jeremy announces with all the authority he can muster.. “This isn’t a town,” responds Shelby, his babysitter. She’s glaring at the three-pound bag of Kirkland in-shell pistachios she has under one arm, her eyebrows pinched together. “This is a Costco.” It is, indeed, a Costco–– but it is so much more than that. It is wild, untamed terrains, vast deserts of deals, plateaus of palettes, and valleys of bountiful bargains, and Jeremy–– his Party City cowboy hat sitting ...

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