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Elegance

Submitted to Contest #86

Just like every other day, Elegance volunteered to go into the woodlands to fetch the plants that are needed by her parents as ingredients to create medicines and perfumes. Elegance was more excited than every other day as today marks the beginning of the spring season. This is the most loved season by the villagers as they receive perfumes of different fragrances due to the variety of flowers available. Elegance was never a fan of the woodlands, she was one who would have rather to stay home or do daily deliveries. This new behavi...

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Live And Let Live

Submitted to Contest #86

She moved on and on. It seemed she was sailing in the air. She felt so light. It was so foggy. She could only see white fumes around her. Where was she going? What had happened to her? She could not recall anything. But she liked this journey. There was something new and exciting in store for her. Excitement always made her sleepy. She moved downwards. Her feet touched the ground. Her hands touched a trunk of the tree. Taking its support, she sat down. Soon she fell into a deep sleep. When her eyes opened, it was dawn. There was little visib...

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Wicked Girl.

Submitted to Contest #87

There was once a merchant who set out with his wife on a pilgrimage to Mecca. Their daughter, though, they left at home, with an Arab slave girl to keep her company. One evening quite late, the merchant’s daughter and the Arab girl were singing and laughing and dancing about in the upstairs apartment. By accident, the Arab girl knocked over the oil lamp, leaving the young ladies in darkness. “What should we do?” said the merchant’s daughter. “It’s too late to rouse the servants.” “I’ll go out and find a light,” said the Arab girl. “But w...

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Expectations

Submitted to Contest #86

  Pressing down on Tara, she felt as if she were being smothered before her day had even begun.  Clammy soil enclosed her allowing for minimal movement, as Tara struggled to become upright. Why was this so difficult? Her instincts assured Tara that all would be okay, and yet she questioned. Fully grounding herself and stretching down, Tara could sense vibrations far above her. “Are those others? Should I follow those movements”, she thought, making great efforts not to be smothered by the soggy depths.  If only she could get a...

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Darkness Doesn't Bother Me

Submitted to Contest #87

I am known classically as the trickster god. Yes, sometimes I am mischievous, but I haven't really been malicious...that often. The giants are evil, but me, little innocent Loki, am only the son of a giant, and you don't always grow to be what your father was (just don't tell Thor or Odin). It seems my appointed job was to stir things up when things were going well. You're welcome. It's a type of action that one wishes to avert when telling an actor to break a leg before a performance. I'm a star. I'm a blessing in disguise. Honestly, I wa...

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The Gift

Submitted to Contest #86

“Hey mom, look!” A young voice of a boy echoes through the woods.“Huh? Oh my! It’s a white fox!” A sweet voice of a woman replied.The fox was sniffing a red flower, and it immediately dashes away after it got seen by them.Both son and mother are having a stroll inside the woods, known to the locals as milky woods. It is called milky woods, because of the combination of all types of white bark trees in the area and the cold mist that moves with the stream. Both of them walk through the soil that is tainted by the color of the fallen tree leav...

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Rebels and roses

Submitted to Contest #86

Northern French coast, 1942Hélène put on her best fake smile as the German officer approached the tobacco stand.‘Leutnant Dorn, n'est-ce pas?’ she said from behind the counter. Although she hated the way the Nazis were running roughshod over her beloved fishing town of Boulogne-sur-Mer, it paid to be polite and remember the names of the big cheeses in the occupying force. Surprise spread across Dorn’s craggy face. ‘Richtig. I’m flattered you have learnt my name.’ He threw her a stiff smile. ‘And you are Hélène, correct? How could I...

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The Spring Prophecy

Submitted to Contest #86

The domesticated mockingbirds that dwelled above my home took my message. I would use them to speak to the Treetop tribe but this was the first news the birds have imitated that could be considered hopeful. My words were mimicked along the sky as the flock soared to the far ends of the Sequoias, past the intertwining ligneous terraces that were home to the other treehouses. “Spring is here!” The birds tweeted.“When snow melts we begin our new lives,CAW!Carry on as usual and don’t leave yet,It's dangerous to leave,CAW!Leave only on Alpha...

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The Howl

Submitted to Contest #86

Luke doesn't really care for animals but for some reason he has the ability to talk to the woodland creatures. The only other person beside him who knew about his ability was his twin sister named Mary. She loved animals and was jealous of the ability Luke had. Luke would have given the power to her if he could. The twins were walking to school one morning. Luke was ahead of Mary. Mary started yelling his name. ¨What do you want?¨ Luke said annoyed. Mary replied ¨I want to talk to the woodpecker over there. I need you to translate for me.¨ L...

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Princess Alena: A wandering locket

Submitted to Contest #86

                  PRINCESS ALENA: A WANDERING LOCKETIt was very long ago when the king and queen are walking in the sanctuary for feeding animals, they were sentenced by an eternal saint, “the princess will be born dead and evil spirits visit to feast on her”.( with an intense tone)And days passed along but the king was haunted by the prophecy which he heard from the eternal saint as well as king became weak watching the queen bedridden (from the moment...

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Fowl Dreams

Submitted to Contest #86

   "Another day to work towards my goals." Leftover thought to himself as he woke up. He slid out of bed and walked towards his dresser to get his phone. He would need CCC to alter his appearance so he could enter the public areas of the castle and keep up the facade that he was normal. He looked in the mirror, prepared to see the reflection of the dark silhouette form his body was stuck in. To his surprise, the human the rest of the country of Prosperity knew as King Lenny Overature stared back at him."No way! Am I.... cured?...

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SARAH, FIDO AND SPARKLE

Submitted to Contest #86

SARAH, FIDO AND SPARKLE“Where are you going with that book Sarah?”“I’m going to talk to the fairies at the bottom of the garden Mummy.”“Don’t be so ridiculous child, there’s no such thing as fairies and certainly there aren’t any at the bottom of my garden. Whoever heard of such a thing?”“But I’ve seen them mummy. They are there every day and I talk to them.”“Yes, I’ve heard you talking and I don’t like it. If I hear you talking to yourself again, I’m going to have to get you to the doctor and see what he’s got to say about it. I’m just not ...

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Waking the Wood

Submitted to Contest #86

The village of Lundara always suffered from long winters. At the end of a long dormant period Lundara’s people would gather for the Spring Waking Festival. They would emerge from their frost encrusted homes and snowed in cottages to toast the coming spring. Trees, long left barren and void of leafs, would be adorned in lights and colored banners. A banquet would be laid, piled high with apple pie, cider, and the scent of cinnamon in the air. There would be singing, oh yes there would be dancing too. The hullabaloo would be enough to wake...

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Only a Change of Scenery (A Neo Kosmo Story)

Shortlisted for Contest #86 ⭐️

Jenna opened her eyes to a small blurry, display blinking in front of her. Cold air swirled around her face and rays of red light jumped through licks of mist in the claustrophobic cryo-pod. The frigid air stung her nostrils and caused shudders along her body. Each twitch of a muscle added a new sensation as another synapse connected, her body slowly coming back online after 500 years of deep, dreamless, cryogenic sleep. Memories of the last few moments flooded back. The chills as the temperature plummeted, her heart desperately trying to ...

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Finding Uncle Paul

Submitted to Contest #86

A long-ago image came to mind from my pre-school years. We'd been out walking when Uncle Paul pointed to a patch of cup-shaped flowers peeking out from the snow.            His eyes sparkled with wonder as he brushed off the snow, revealing bright purple petals. "These are crocuses, he said." It means spring is coming." Uncle Paul would take me on walks every day when I was little. Sometimes we'd stop in the bakery for donuts and eat them on our way home. "Don't tell your mother," he'd s...

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