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Lost Time

Submitted to Contest #173

My dear is out running through the long grass, chasing after the last of the rain that is travelling West. She never liked parting with what has come into her life, and that includes the dreadful rainstorm that ruined our front fence. She runs to me for warmth, and I give it to her as we sit on the front porch together.“My dear, I will be going away for a short time. There is something I wish to do for you, for you are so rare and precious to me. I will be gone for no longer than a week, just in time for the first snow fall.”Her precious han...

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For You I Will...

Submitted to Contest #173

“Yes sir, we have it. It’s a beautiful piece,” the woman on the phone said, igniting a fire in me.“Okay, can you hold it for me, please?” I asked, biting the nail of my manicured hand. There was silence on the other end of the line. Well, not silence. I could hear Bing Crosby singing about chestnuts roasting on an open fire loud and clear. But I wasn’t interested in him, his chestnuts, or his fire. I wanted to know if she was going to be able to hold the one thing that my wife wanted more than anything.“Well, Mr. Moses, that’s the thing.”Her...

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For my Very Best Friend in the Entire Realm

Submitted to Contest #173

My very best friend in the entire realm has saved my life on many occasions. My very best friend in the entire realm has stuck by my side since we became friends. My very best friend in the entire realm is also in need of a fantastic, superb, and incredible birthday gift. (He’s turning twenty-six.). “You don’t need to get me anything, Claire.” he said when I asked him what he wanted. “I gotta get you something.” I had said. “You’re my very best friend in the entire realm. What about a new sword? Didn’t you drop yours in that chasm?” (I was r...

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The Mission for Murphey: After All This I Sure Do Hope I Marry This Woman

Submitted to Contest #173

     My clothes were stained with mustard and pickle juice. My hair was disheveled. My chest was heaving in a desperate attempt to suck in more air. My knees and an elbow were scraped. A shard of glass was embedded in my forehead! And my bike? Completely totaled. “I….” I sh-“ I wheezed. “I should have… ordered… the damn thing online!” _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-          For as long as I’ve known my current girlfriend Murphey, she’s been completely o...

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Ariels Necklace

Submitted to Contest #173

“Albus?” “Yea?” he answered excitedly.  “I'm heading out to Bess’ house for the day. If you can manage to get off the couch try to make this place not look filthy” she sneered. “Oh…yea yea. Of course” The door shut with much strength leaving Albus alone in their house on the edge of the village. It seemed she was still mad at him. Albus stared at the candle in front of him, its light dimming before coming back in full burst, over and over again. He cocked his head to a now empty wood stand. His wife, Ariel, had been mad for almost a wee...

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A Simple Heist

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Submitted to Contest #173

Dark clouds blotted out the stars with the threat of an imminent downpour as wind blew across dark streets. If not for the bobbing lanterns of the watch weaving through the streets the city would have appeared to be dead. From the shadow of an alleyway, a figure leaned against the wall. The shadow stared hungrily at the manor house beyond the wall ahead and studied the hired badger thugs - armed with mean-looking spears - keeping watch outside the walls.  The figure in the alley stepped forward a bit, the long lithe body concealed b...

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By the Colour of Your Dreams

Submitted to Contest #173

Lyric Bass blows the steam off her mochaccino. “Are you still looking for the right song for your advertising campaign?” Brice Bass closes the lid of his laptop. Taking off his glasses, he rubs his tired eyes. “Yeah, nothing seems to fit.” “What about Derry Dalrymple’s ‘By the Colour of Your Dreams?’ Great song. Great album. It’s very sentimental and sad yet uplifting at the same time. I think it fits because you’re selling the idea of a theme park where fantasies come true.” Brice’s boyish features brighten. “That’s perfect! And I love...

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Lower Your Expectations

Submitted to Contest #173

    You find yourself fettered to a table once . . . and the next time isn’t quite as special. Interrogation chambers were becoming way too common in my life, quickly losing their charm. A very gruff looking security guard stood near a metallic door on the other side of the room. A black one-way mirror covered the wall to my right and I was definitely on the wrong side of it. Yellow bulbs buzzed above me like bees, making the already uncomfortable room even less inviting, as if that were possible.      “Got...

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The life of A lost journal

Submitted to Contest #173

Dainis waited at the side-lines thinking to himself. Who was he? Where was he from? Or at least where was he now? A zillion questions razored through his head. He was about to be born you see. He had bided his “time” for that special container. His mind did not fathom the form he would take. This was no one person task. There had been multi-threaded cogs in that macrocosmic giant wheel that had to be set in motion. The interesting fact was that he remembered this day in the million years he had been born. Earlier times he would just be there...

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Love's Manual

Submitted to Contest #173

TW: Contains mild bad language. What’s so special about a damn book? That thought had been spinning around my head for the past two weeks. Whenever it seemed willing to leave, Emily’s tears flooded it right back into place. After a long day of dragging from pawnshop to pawnshop, it was dug in deeper than ever. Still, my quest would end here, one way or another. I looked up at the sign. Cody’s Quick Cash. The last pawnshop in town, located right in the middle of the slimiest, most run-down neighbourhood. Against my better judgement, I pushed ...

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Museum De Phantasia

Submitted to Contest #173

Museum De Phantasia You know, like West World but without all the death and risk. Without the hassle of trekking out into a deserted wasteland propped up by cardboard city structures. In a tall skyscraper, eleven stories high. Each floor with its own theme. You know this. It’s very infamous.I don’t know it.You know, like a theme park, but real-life.Not all that special then.You’re not understanding.Let me explain it, Dorothea. Horace and I have actually been there.Oh that was one hell of a time. Thanks for reminding me.Oh quiet, Horace,...

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Unexpected

Submitted to Contest #172

The sky was gray and cloudy. And the man hanging out under the pantheon wore a trench coat and hat. I was nervous to meet him.  He would tell me what happened to Todd. The man I used to meet at the cafe with the lights that glowed warm like the sun. The man I was considering marrying if he said he wanted to. The one who replaced my memories and fears of past relationships with a gentle laugh and twinkling eyes.  I had been setting aside the memories because Todd has been missing for a week. His mysterious two week long trip has...

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Palace At The Edge Of The World

Submitted to Contest #172

They say that if you walked to the edge of the world you’d find not a precipice, but a palace. The palace is said to stretch on for miles - expansive and pristine, but far from extravagant. Bright light seems never to touch this place, but neither does darkness. It exists in a space of perfect balance. The axis of good and evil, morning and night, love and despair.  Those that return carry back tales of a brother and a sister. Two quiet souls who look neither beautiful nor grotesque. They glide along the empty paths, unaware or uncari...

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Ethotopia and Pathostan

Submitted to Contest #172

Don't tell anyone here in Pathostan, but I don't make decisions the same way they do. As a secret archaeologist and a council member to the prime minister, I'm qualified to tell you. 75 years after my country's independence and on the eve of an agreement for diplomatic relations, my mother, the original archaeologist of our family, met my father after traveling to Pathostan to dig at the Buddhist ruins site. As soon as she and numerous, countless others were let in for the celebration, the leader of Pathostan initiated a lockdown. All airpor...

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Mid Night

Submitted to Contest #172

I am only thirty-five, but I have spent my entire life in service to the Amenophis III. My father was executed because Amenophis, the Pharaoh, wanted my father’s wife, my mother. Although my father’s father was named Yuya and was the Pharaoh’s top military commander, Amenophis killed my father to take my mother Tiy as his own. After my father’s death, mom went to serve in the harem of the sultan and I was brought up in court. She eventually became the “Great Royal Wife” in spite of the hundreds of women in the harem. My mother ruled alm...

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