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Adventure Short Stories – Page 53 of 571

The Chase

Submitted to Contest #267

The ChaseSadness had always aspired to be as content as his brother - Happiness - so much so, in fact, that he envied the brutal severance rifting them apart. Alas, as with most aspirations, Sadness befell the usual disappointment of our meandering pursuit for something grander than what we have abreast. From when dawn first scintillated across the grassy verdure, Sadness awoke to a rheum encrusted around his whole aurora. When the sun guttered its candlelit flames atop the horizon, Sadness slumbered in turmoil of his irreversible reality. H...

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Detour

Submitted to Contest #267

Feeling free, Winston jumped into his new Ferrari and barely pausing at the guard gate, revved out of the studio lot. He’d always been free. But today, the first time ever, he had no responsibilities, no restrictions, and no demands on his time. He could go anywhere, answering to no one. ‘From now on, only doing what I want to do…’Many said he was ‘movie star handsome,’ but Winston didn’t see it. Dressed in jeans, a t-shirt, and with minimal bling, he could be any young man. Except for his driving this bright yellow Ferrari, no one would thi...

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Path of the Nomad

Submitted to Contest #267

The wind swept across the wastelands, carrying with it a thick layer of dust that clung to Kai’s skin. He wiped the grit from his brow and crouched lower beneath the rusted-out skeleton of a vehicle, his focus on the mess of wires in front of him. The transmitter wasn’t anything special—just a jumbled heap of tech—but to Kai, it was more than just scrap. It was his way of proving himself. The Nomad Enclave had rules, and one of those rules was that you didn’t get respect until you earned it. For the last eighteen years, Kai had been nothing ...

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Turbulent Truths

Submitted to Contest #267

Nothing was ever simple. Not for me. Maybe it was some extra quirk in my DNA, something to make me different from everyone else. My Air Talent, as Pyron had frequently told me, was your run of the mill, everyday Talent. His Fire Talent was unique. A rarity he frequently boasted.Human evolution, driven by old-world pollutants created additional chromosomes that allowed mankind to not only touch but manipulate the elements. Mother Nature's goodwill gesture allowed some humans a chance to adapt and survive.However, Mother Nature wasn't to blame...

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This Face

Submitted to Contest #267

You’re stuck. The baby cliff face has a few steady holds, but you don’t know where to go from there. You look up. Picture perfect blue. Then straight ahead, centimeters from your nose. Brown, gray, pink rock blurs in front of you. Your breath is shaky, fragile against the rough earth. Gray clouds hang low nearby, and it smells like it’s going to rain. But the sun is on your side. You feel its rays beating down on your shoulders. As you were setting up earlier, Matt asked you to “bring down the rope while I check the weather.” He’s pragm...

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Alone with Ian

Submitted to Contest #267

Being a competent woman in a high-powered corporation where men dismissed her expertise had drained Elizabeth. She had been consumed with snide remarks and sarcasm to the point that self-doubt was creeping inside her. In need of a getaway to clear her mind, Elizabeth rented a beautiful four-bedroom home on an inlet of the Atlanta Ocean in Virginia Beach. Calling friends and family to join her for a 4-day retreat proved fruitless. Everyone was busy with their lives and had no time to help Elizabeth escape hers. The impending hurricane named I...

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The Man in the Ocean

Submitted to Contest #267

The man stood trembling on a pale bank. A good twenty yards from where the tide lapped upon a steep wasted shore. He shook and shivered in a steady rhythm, squinting at the breakers beneath the grey overcast. Specks rained sideways, cutting at his forehead like needles. A light mist settled in. His stomach contorted and inverted inside. A pointless phrase from a pointless memory repeated in his head in step with each breath. A sudden thought offbeat had him choking his spit. His oversize boots laboured through the fine soft sand, that squelc...

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I wanted a rom-com but life gave me just half of it

Submitted to Contest #267

It was a chilly Saturday in January. Hong Kong was in its most brutal wintertime. The temperature was around 50 degrees with no snow. But the wind would sneak into the slightest gap between layers of clothes and the skin.I rushed to the theatre after getting out of bed and ready to leave my place before 10 in the morning. Who would watch a romcom on a Saturday morning? Well, I do. I had been waiting for the movie Anyone but You and got hyped by its box office record. So on that frigid winter morning, I sat in the middle of the thea...

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Myrrh, Earth, and Red Wine

Submitted to Contest #267

In some forgotten corner of the world, squeezed between bakeries, bookshops, and premium cafes, lies Bill’s auto mechanic shop. Across the cobblestone road from Bill’s is a peculiar floral shop owned by Leena. Her dark licorice hair and wine-colored lips demand a second glance. Leena’s voice is melancholy when she speaks, hiding her secrets behind gentle smiles. The townspeople often spoke of her enigmatic beauty and her strangely eternal blooms.Roses were by far Leena’s favorite flower. The soft petals and sharp stems reminded Leena of hers...

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Hero's Mission

Submitted to Contest #267

You know that old mop that sits in the corner of a small ass supply closet in every restaurant or school? Yeah, well that's me right now. I am the mop and my supply closet is actually a cardboard box. I know on a regular day I don't exactly smell like roses but when it rains, I start smelling like a load of clothes left and forgotten for too long in the washer. Although, even that would smell better than me because when you wash clothes you add those good-smelly things in there. I usually get clean by taking a dip into the lake or running th...

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Lofty Adventure

Submitted to Contest #267

Pale light flashed beyond the clouded windows. One... two... three... four... The crack that followed echoed across the roof line and faded into the trees surrounding the property. Lilah tightened her fingers around the corded rope and pulled. The attic stairs swung down with a metallic chorus as the ancient springs woke from a long sleep. She reached overhead and drew the lower portion of the staircase to meet the floor, settling it before glancing into the dark chasm overhead. Lightning lit the upstairs hall and stairs to the main floor be...

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Rock Bottom

Submitted to Contest #267

What compels a human to pursue dangerous adventures – to pursue the unknown and risk mutilation and disability and to die tragic, horrific deaths – all in search of an adrenaline high? Alcohol, surely, would have been the safer option and the man who wedged himself between limestone would agree. He’d go back and tell his past self to forget adventure and hop down to the bar to break open a cold one with the boys instead of getting stuck between, well, a rock and a hard place. Christopher was no ordinary caver nor had this been his first acci...

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Show No Fear

Submitted to Contest #267

The air was heavy and smelled of iron.  Edward took a deep breath to steady his hands. Henry’s words drifted into his mind, as clear as when he first heard them. A good captain never shows fear. The men see fear as weakness. The shaking continued, and he tucked his hands deep into his coat pockets. Emily’s handkerchief greeted his skin with a soft caress. The delicate strands of silk caught in the calluses of his hands, like a lamb’s wool in a brush. His fingers traced the embroidery in the corner, her name, sewn in golden thread. It wa...

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Racing the Storm

Submitted to Contest #267

There was absolutely no need for me to go, I would be of no help, but I was invited, and glad for the excuse to have a few days off work. It was Memorial Day weekend, Dad and I drove the seven hours to Kansas, with Grandma and Grandpa, to help them on the farm, removing brush out of the waterways in the corn fields. However the weather had turned for the worse, but Dad and I had already arranged for the time off work, So Grandpa didn’t want to cancel, and the work needed done regardless. We checked into the hotel, and met up with some family...

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The short cut

Submitted to Contest #267

The Short Cut.A small crowd gathered on the bridge to watch the scene develop below. I wandered over, pretending not to care. KBC News, a local Television studio, were giving live updates, "Looks like a walker found something earlier today... a body down there, in the trash. Seems like the Victim had been dead for a while, but the site was disturbed this morning. Police are looking into this tragic accident...”Site disturbed, was that me? No, I just got here. Victim? was it a murder then? I turned back toward wo...

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