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Mountain Sunrise

Submitted to Contest #181

The warmth of her mug seeped through Anne's thick gloves. Sitting in her camp chair wrapped in her sleeping bag, Anne was perched on the half-way ridge of her latest conquest. By no means the tallest of mountains one could encounter, Cho Oyn was no walk in the park.Anne's group had reached the advanced base camp, sitting 5,800 meters above sea level the previous afternoon. Anne had promised herself that she would take the time to enjoy the sunrise, no matter the bitter cold before first light.Whilst taking in this amazing moment, Anne's thou...

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Rescue

Submitted to Contest #181

“Look - there! Do you see it?” I turn away from the window, moving towards the storage closet. My husband glances outside. A wildly flaring and flickering group of red lights is the only color in a sea of black punctuated by thick specks of white.  “Yes, I see it,” he acknowledges. “But Sonya, you can’t go out in that, it's too dangerous. You could get lost. You could freeze!” He moves restlessly towards the radio. “Maybe we can call for help.” I start stuffing my limbs into my outerwear. “We’re miles from anything out here. I can...

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Lets take a walk

Submitted to Contest #181

Emery stood on the sidewalk looking up the street eager to see the all too familiar red volkswagen. He had a long day of work and his vacation had officially started. He shifted his weight from foot to foot in anticipation nearly hopping as he saw the vehicle around the corner. Instead of stopping quickly it turned the corner. Recognizing the plate he  followed it to find it parked. Alex, his childhood friend, got out of the driver's seat and met him at the door. “I thought we were leaving tonight.” “We are but let's take a walk f...

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The King of Ephyra

Submitted to Contest #181

“Pick up your bag, Syd.” a voice said, “Get up.  Let’s keep going.” Syd.  His brain registered the word.  No, not a word, a name.  Who’s Syd?  He focused on the owner of the voice. Is that Syd?  No.  Can’t be.  He’s talking to Syd.  Why’s he so tall? No.  Wait.  Not tall, just standing.  Uphill.  Backlit.  Sun’s behind him.  So bright.  He winced and looked down, away from the sun.  That’s better.   A dirt path.  The voice belonged to ...

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A Misguided Warrior’s Walk in The Forest

Submitted to Contest #181

On a dreary night, where the moon ruled in the sun’s stead, a thick fog was casted upon a forest, deep within the mountains. Within this forest, an armor-clad warrior could be seen, walking a lonely path amidst the rampant fog. His fiery gaze from the golden eyes he possessed stared forward, housed in the face of a young man, with messy black hair tied into a ponytail. This warrior was unaware of the path’s end, yet ever watchful for what lies ahead.‘They send me here…to kill a person that they could never find? I’m growing restless of the m...

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Moving Mountains

Submitted to Contest #181

MOVING MOUNTAINS Nic and Pic and their ant colony recently moved but discovered their food source was depleting quicker than anticipated. Someone had to go look for food, and Nic and Pic were chosen. This was good news for them.  They were over the moon with the idea of exploring.  They hadn’t had new territory to explore in quite a long time, and looking for food presented the perfect opportunity. They began making plans.News spread throughout the colony there may be a mountain in the vicinity, so the two girls decided t...

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Split Decisions

Submitted to Contest #181

Ithel stood in the middle of a blizzard staring through a wall of whiteness at the dark mass of mountain that loomed before him regretting his decision to leave the village, but he quickly shook his fur cap covered head. He knew that this was the risk he took when he left, but he also knew the lingering stares he was starting to receive told him the risk was greater to stay. Unfortunately, he could not remember if the trail went to the left or right around the mountain, and all traces of it had been lost in the whiteness. Too many bad thing...

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Big Snow Sixteen

Submitted to Contest #181

Where’s my red book bag?” I yell from upstairs. “How would I know, Leah? Find it yourself”, my dad yells back. Very flustered, I start to search the house looking for the bag. I end up finding it after twenty minutes. “Thank goodness”, I mutter to myself. It’s the first snowfall of the year, and my best friend and I made a pact. The very first snowfall that happened after we got our licenses would be the year we go on the hike. Not some boring old twenty-minute hike through the forest but a three-hour hike up one of the biggest mountains in ...

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SAWYER

Submitted to Contest #181

Smoke drifts up into the night sky. It travels into the clouds and imitates their shape. Below the smoke is SAWYER, 25, tall and skinny with a pampered face and a sharp stubble beard. He smokes a cigarette. Sawyer sits atop a snowy drift set at the edge of Basecamp Everest. As the crisp air buckles beneath his hair, Sawyer looks towards the Mountain. It is still, yet it seems to look back at him. The Mountain challenges him and says bring it on! "Sawyer!"  A Man shouts. Sawyer eyes JOHN, 46, grizzly and tempered, stands outside his...

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Let's Go For A Walk

Submitted to Contest #181

WARNING: Mild profanity. ‘Okay, gentlemen, let’s go for a walk.’ Sgt Lewis stood in the doorway of what was once a barn. Three, wooden-slatted walls survived, as did the majority of the hay bales that were stored there, but the roof had gone and so had the gable end. The hay bales were now makeshift beds for the eighteen men of Alpha Troop. The most comfort they had experienced since landing in Normandy eight days earlier. Our job was to blow up the bridge at Pont-l'Évêque, over the river Touques to slow the German retreat and allow the...

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Ambling

Submitted to Contest #181

I always thought that I would have naturally achieved an omniscient knowledge of just about everything by the time I retired. Still, surprisingly, I am on a journey of continued discovery. Although none of my new knowledge will radically change life as I know it, my continuing enlightenment never ceases to amaze me. For example, I have recently learned the difference between hiking and walking. A hike to me meant a hearty constitutional that takes place off tarmac roads; ‘sturdy’ shoes are probably needed, possibly a hat, a bottle of wa...

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Out of Place on the Appalachian Trail

Winner of Contest #181 🏆

My backpack weighs 31 pounds, and it barely fit into the trunk of Jen and Steve’s Honda. I don’t think they believed I was actually going through with this until I called and asked for a ride up the mountain. Jen gave me that look, that pitying, tight-lipped smile, but she helped Steve and I load up my things, and then they bought me lunch before dropping me off at the trailhead. Jen cried, and Steve gave me a can of pepper spray and an awkward side hug. So here goes nothing. I’m at Springer Mountain, Georgia, with zero miles down and only ...

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The King of Ephyra

Submitted to Contest #181

[Dear reader: this story contains references to adultery, sexual abuse, and suicide.] __________________________________ It seemed easy enough. My task was to carry the stone to the top of the mountain; a path of recompense, I was told. It looked a long hike, sure. From where I was standing, I couldn’t even see the summit. Clouds of gloom circled the peak, and I could see that the upper slopes were covered in snow. The stone was a mere pound, and it felt smooth in my palm. I was already fiddling with it, rubbing it back and forth between m...

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The Follicle Chronicles - Pt 1: Lifter of Wigs

Submitted to Contest #181

CW: Swearing. Mild Peril.I didn’t realise how pale people from the city looked until I moved away. Tove thinks the urban water supply is laced with hair growth inhibitors, and I believe her—that would explain why everyone is hairless and smooth all over. Now that we’re convalescing at the cabin, our detox pathways have had a chance to eliminate the chemicals completely, and our follicles are sprouting for the first time. I don’t know what the history books will say, and I don’t want to speak too soon or sound arrogant, but this feels like a ...

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The Outlaw

Submitted to Contest #181

The bay's hooves plowed through drifts of knee-deep snow as Smoky McRaven kept him mercilessly at a gallop down the winding mountain trail south of Quantrell, Montana. Smoky ’s breath came as sharp as his mount’s as they leapt down several snow-covered drops detected by the sure footed mountain pony. Born, raised, and broke in the mountains, the sturdy bay never missed a beat with his hooves, but all Smoky was thinking about was the cold, the pain in his side, and the four lawmen that were hot on his trail. To him the black mane of the drive...

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