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A Most Disastrous Royal Wedding

Submitted to Contest #95

“We’ve narrowed it down to two options,” says my mother, beaming as though she’s prepared some delightful treat for me, “but we wanted you to have the final say.”“Well, that’s very considerate,” I say before I can stop myself. “I don’t get to choose whether I’m getting married, but at least I get to choose what to wear as I’m led to my death.”“Don’t be dramatic, Ziggy,” says my mother with a reprimanding frown. “A wedding is not a death sentence. It’s the happiest day of your life. Besides, you’re going to be a princess. It’s every girl’s dr...

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Nothing to Fear

Submitted to Contest #95

It’s pitch black. I can’t see anything, save for my own hands. I run them along the walls, which are cool to the touch. It sends a shiver down my spine, and I clutch my shoulders, trying to conserve some warmth.  I walk further down the hallway, and the sound of my boots landing echoes throughout the air.  Light reaches my eyes, and I walk faster. Soon, I find myself in a large room that is brightly lit. I can see the passageway that I came from: a pitch black, looming, hallway.  In front of me are two doors. One is bright p...

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Two Doors, One Dragon

Submitted to Contest #95

I’m trying to figure out which of the two is the leader. I’m thinking it is the human, she seems to take point in searching each room of the pyramid. She also have fancier armor, full plate with gold engravings throughout. There is an emblem of a fist on fire on her chest. The elf focuses on belittling me, their prisoner. “Come on scales, do you actually worship dragons? You realize they’re just big lizards, right? Hell, we one recently. That’s how I got this armor!” He then began to pat his reptilian leather armor while laughing. Sure,...

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Anti-prodigal journey

Submitted to Contest #95

I’ve left home. I am now six thousand miles away from my parent’s grasp. My parents and their overbearing love which felt less like a cocoon and more like a blade that sharpened a pencil to a point, chipping away at it to achieve a semblance of perfection. The anti-prodigal journey has been winding. First, the northern pilgrimage after living in the South for a few too many years. And what a Mecca at that: New York City, the pinnacle for those who want to get lost in a crowd. Not caring is the currency of the city. No one cared what I did ...

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Adventures of an Adrenaline Junkie

Submitted to Contest #95

Icy blue water reflected the intense sun of southeast Iceland, as Ryder Lee Matthews gasped for breath in a rapidly shrinking air pocket under the Fjaðrá River. His mother Ruth warned him that the lack of impulse control was going to kill him. Seems like it was the one thing she was right about. RIP Ryder Lee Matthews, RIP Ryder Lee Matthews. What a ridiculous wordplay to roll through his head while submerged here in some forgotten river in the middle of Iceland. Ryder could swear he could her voice and feel his Dad’s warm embrace while he w...

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Fool's Gold

Submitted to Contest #95

CW: Substance use *** As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I shall fear some evil. Some shall fear me. Towards most, my youth blinds me and binds me in perpetual mistakes. Few I shall face, one shall best me for such is the nature of man. Evil always prevails, be it the evil within or the one without. Man is born of sin and sin is made flesh through man. Sin… ‘Dude, we’re definitely fucked here! What do we do?’ He’s right, you know; we are fucked. Royally! At least, that’s how it looks like, as we’re winding our way up toward...

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In between

Submitted to Contest #95

Footsteps. I haven't heard them in a while, and then clicking and clacking echoes throughout the cave. Something- no, a person- moves towards me, and it's a black robe that covers the wearer from head to toe. The ends of the robe circle the person, and it's a bit too big for them. They probably wore it to appear larger, yet it does the opposite effect and instead exaggerates how small they are. They remove their robe, revealing a small little girl, probably a tween. She wore slacks and a beige sweater over a white t-shirt. She looked left, t...

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When In Homeside

Submitted to Contest #96

The impending challenges that burdened the trek across the border eased with timely reconciliation to my new land. Swept up in the migratory tide to Hamilton, Ontario, Canada and suitably ensconced two years later, I now share the experience to assuage the many others in similar transit.I had been renting in adjacent Toronto and sought to purchase at hand, but real estate values hovering just north of the Pole Star motivated a search elsewhere. I thus set forth for “Steel Town”, the gritty, industrial neighbor to Toronto’s west.The boundar...

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Of Spring and Silver

Submitted to Contest #96

Spring came with many delegates. And although these delegates were perhaps too many to count, I have grouped them into three separate categories. The first appealed to your eyes. Any child could see that the clear skies, stretched days, blooming trees and strikingly colored birds meant that winter’s harsh grip had softened into spring’s coddling embrace. The second appealed to your ears. You would know spring had arrived when the proud song of a flame breasted robin echoed through the forests before dawn. Or when you could hear young’uns run...

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The New World

Submitted to Contest #96

Circa August 1500 Bon Voyage towards the New World. My immediate family waved goodbye to my extended family, and then we boarded the ship, New Hope. Due to crowded conditions, we were limited in our belongings to bring with us. Besides our clothing and books, we were allowed some tools and cookware. Once on the ship, my family and I scrambled to find seats. We could here the anchor being lifted from the water, and shortly New Hope began to move forward. People huddled together, full of anticipation of the voyage. Young children voiced thei...

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Fairytales everywhere

Submitted to Contest #95

"Zeinaaa, where are youuuu," called Tony. Basically, I was being chased by boys. It's a girl's dream come true, right? To have boys all over you. Not mine. That's because they weren't chasing me because they loved me, they were chasing me because they were angry, angry that I had single-handedly beat their leader at basketball. And now they wanted revenge, because apparently "NO ONE beats Josh, you will PAY."What an overreaction. I was right in front of the creepy house, the one that people say is haunted. But I don't believe in myths or gho...

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I am selfish

Submitted to Contest #95

A hut !  Yes it was a hut in the middle of the forest _  My favorite childhood place to go _ And still it's my favorite place ... MAYBE it was my only real HOME on this planet _ so, it happened on a Friday Evening when we packed our luggage to spend a weekend in Our Village _  It was just a weekend trip , Just like a usual one .. Those were ending days of June but weather was so nice , slight winds from the north were making the air chill_ I could see the shaking heads of delicate plants and leaves were making a melodic hust...

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Perpignon. The best place for business meetings

Submitted to Contest #96

So that's what it is, Perpignan. I'll be damned. Three in one: France, Spain, and Catalonia, come together here under the hot Mediterranean sun. I didn't know it was possible. It's a place where you live both in France and Spain at the same time, on a completely legal basis. The wide, sandy beaches are just a few miles to the east and the snow-capped peaks of the Pyrenees with their ski slopes to the west. The world-famous resort of the Costa Brava is a 90-minute drive from Perpignan, while the hustle and bustle of Barcelona are less than tw...

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The Last Man

Submitted to Contest #96

Mohamad, an emaciated, desolate and kneeling man. Waiting for humanity to become extinct. The last one standing, alone, with an extremely powerful blizzard in front, in the middle of a deserted cabin among the mountains surrounded by snow.An avalanche passed over the cabin days ago. The surroundings are full of white dust that the lonely man tries to release in order to get out and no longer feel that claustrophobia that involves living locked up, without help. He knows it, he recognizes that there is no one else alive in the world. That apo...

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Fate is fickle my friend.. fate is fickle..

Submitted to Contest #96

So I sat at Cafe Shi Tea shop in. Well, In what city is a matter of debate. I had been traveling for some time in a matter of finding a book. In walked in a strange spirit of a boy I used to know. I invited him to sit a spell with me. I knew him as Clint Siegle. A time agent from a distinct reality all together. But here toda. He introduced himself as Clinton. This is his tale to me for a shot and a glass of rum and coke which Cafe Shi is famous for. Inviting him over. He started his tale. After having him seated, and ordered a rum and coke....

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