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The Fire Within Her

Submitted to Contest #44

Ece moved in time to avoid the dagger, watching as it kissed the wall instead. Her dark eyes snapped toward the entrance of his living room, following Cassiel as he stalked toward her, fingers curling into a fist, then uncurling. The top of his button up shirt was undone, cap of black curls a mess on his head and his lips pressed into a thin line.   This wasn’t the Cassiel Blaze she knew. He wasn’t supposed to be tolerant nor did he feign attacks like he had done now. Something had changed and Ece was thrilled—but afraid—she m...

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WHAT’S FOR DINNER

Submitted to Contest #44

Amok, squatted, his rear hovering above the hole in the ground, his feet buried in ankle-deep mud on either side. Normally, he’d be in such a compromising position for the exact reason rolling around in your head. But this time you’d be wrong. His stomach growled. He clutched his stick and cocked his head while his pea-brain wobbled. Ta (the woman who claimed Amok for herself) had a craving for water-shrew meat with her dino eggs. Amok knew his punishment for failure would be severe. His long matted hair hung down partially blocking his visi...

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A Sunflower

Submitted to Contest #44

The dark shadow clouded around my figure again, but it was getting weaker. I no longer succumbed to her menacing voice, as I had for much too long. Her perfectly chiseled cheeks beckoned me, but I was getting stronger. I might not outlast the spirit that had trapped me for so long, but I had a different focus now.I smiled the most genuine smile that I'd had in a long time. The spirit had no control over my emotions.“Goodbye,” I whispered, without the slightest hint of regret in my tone.“You don’t mean that,” the spirit played with my hair co...

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Blood to Blood

Submitted to Contest #44

Blood to Blood            My brother’s last words were “Goodbye, Lily”. That’s what echoed in my ear the second he jumped. I could hardly scream as he plummeted from the five-story building to the ground below. My baby brother. I sprinted to where his broken body lay beside the abandoned warehouse and didn’t hesitate to do what needed to be done.  It was a nasty business, the transformation, but I wasn’t going to lose my younger brother when there was another alternative. Even ...

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One fleeting story

Submitted to Contest #44

“All the stories I can remember are sad stories until they meet their happy ends. But mine is a happy one with a tragic end.”The shoot had officially begun with that phenomenal dialogue of mine and as the play progressed, I slowly lost myself to Tahir, a man who now seemed more than a character to me. The director shouts to start as a sit over my smooth chair and prepare myself for the last act of the play. The cameras roll and then it starts.While I check my wristwatch, Constable Imran discloses to me the death of another criminal. Only tha...

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Our First Goodbye

Submitted to Contest #44

I hugged my mother tightly while she uttered some words with tears in her eyes trying not to make them fall down her rosy cheeks. “And remember, don’t trust anyone. Don’t go near anyone. No one can take care of you now. Even I’m a danger to you.”I snuck a peak at my mom before she closed the capsule. She pressed her hands to the glass and mouthed the words, “Don’t forget about me. I won’t forget about you, honey. I will always love you. Goodbye.”Without me realizing, my throat started aching. I swallowed and watched her disappear as my capsu...

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Ander's Finals (Conclusion to Ander's New Cable Knit Sweater)

Submitted to Contest #44

Ander was enchanted by the way Princess Lambswool moved so easily, like the pounds of her layered sweater dress didn’t weigh her down in the slightest. The sweater dress was a light burgundy color and it looked very warm. Lambswool had very long fingers tucked into very nice gloves, but these things did not match the grip she had Ander in at all. She was very strong, and at least to Ander, this was unusual.  She was pulling him along beside her while the alien boy Chucklehead bounced along and Banner Amzi’s pool on wheels rolled right a...

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The Phoenix of the Sea

Submitted to Contest #44

The first step onto dry land was bittersweet: the sweet relief of home and the bitter ache of parting.Years had passed but the swaying green of the bluffs hadn’t changed at all. She stumbled her way forward, her legs unused to the steadiness underfoot. Behind her the waves lapped at the shore and she could hear the familiar creak of wood on the wind but she would not turn. She would not crack. She paused at the base of the cliff, eyes caught by the sparkle of a rock pool. Her reflection swam in and out of focus as tiny crabs rippled the...

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Ander in Larttleight (Sequel to Ander's New Cable Knit Sweater!)

Submitted to Contest #44

Ander woke up with a start, his head still spinning from the trip down the portal to the underground planet Larttleleight. He still wasn’t wearing a shirt, and the ground was cold. He looked around the dark planet, but the whole place smelled like dirt; maybe a side effect from being an underground planet. Ander touched his hands to his nose. Warm blood seeped between his fingers and he yelped. Ander hated blood outside the body, especially when it was his own. “What is this place?”  “The underground planet Larttleleight, boy!” A voice ...

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Reborn

Submitted to Contest #44

"You're just a late bloomer," they said."One day you'll be out somewhere and you'll feel it, a tingle down your spine, and you'll blink and you'll suddenly be in a different time for a moment." They reassured her."Track your dreams. Sometimes it starts there. Dreams so realistic they won't let go once you're awake." Her father told her."Maybe we will swing by your doctors office. Just to be on the safe side." Her mother said, finally feeling her concern.Sitting in the doctor's office was uncomfortable. They had drawn blood. Done scans. Made ...

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The Flying Horse

Submitted to Contest #43

All the people in Flat Town were outside that day. The sun was shimmering pink, and flecks of gold and orange were fluttering about its edges like confetti. The farmers were farming, the mowers mowing, the kids playing. All the people in Flat Town could see all the other people going about their business, even from a mile away, because the town was small and, well, flat.Everything in Flat Town was grey. And all the people in that town looked exactly the same. Well, some were older and bigger, some were younger and smaller, but the eyes, ears...

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A Light in Darkness

Submitted to Contest #43

As I looked out onto the vast blue ocean, I could almost imagine swimming in the waves. I could feel the water running down my skin. I could see the beautiful fish and the coral reef. I could hear the water washing up on the sand. I could taste the salt in the water. But, when I opened my eyes, I knew it was only that: my imagination. Because when I opened my eyes, I saw the world for what it truly was: ice. Nothing but ice.  “Ember, come here. It’s getting late,” Mama called from the hut. I sighed in the wind. It was the warmest it had...

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The Sapphire of Zellria

Submitted to Contest #43

I hold out my hands and shoot a beam of glowing, blue light at the monstrous creature in front of me; as I do, I remember the day- I remember her-Alani- vividly; I would know her face in the rain, in the sun, in the darkness- and I would always, always hate her for what she had done. She had been horrible to my friends, and even worse to me. And yet, now, I find her to be my only hope at survival. I remember what you did to us. I remember what you did to my friends, to my world, to me. I remember the words, thoughts, actions, that ...

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Josie's Journey

Submitted to Contest #43

“Nanna Nanna can I have a cookie please.”Nanna is my most favourite person in the whole wide world. She always gives me lot of hugs, kisses and cookies. Nanna is just short for grandmother. I know her since I was a little one and she almost everyday reminds me that she is older than me. When I am at Nanna’s house I feel safe and protected. Other than being at Dad’s house where Auntie Britney pretends to be my mommy.My mommy died when I was only 5 years old. I don’t remember much about her only that she loved mermaids just like me. ...

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Not Quite a Box of Magic

Submitted to Contest #43

Albert stared at his feet, dangling in the air and hitting the wall with his heels. His friend, Oscar, stood next to him, arms outstretched to balance himself while he walked the same wall Albert was sitting on.“My dad said there’s no such thing,” Albert said, watching ants crawl up the vertical concrete wall. “That it only exists in fairy tales.”“Yeah,” agreed Oscar, “my dad’s the same. He doesn’t believe in it either. But my mom tells me it’s all around us if we only pay enough attention to it.”“Do you think so too?”“Nah, that’d be way too...

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