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New year, new start

Submitted to Contest #126

Whenever I read books, whenever I watch movies, they always depict love as something wondrous, as something magical, something that leaves both people breathless with happiness.I however, would like to disagree with everything the media shows us. To me, falling in love feels like someone is reaching inside of your chest and squeezing your heart, leaving you breathless with pain every time you look at the one person you had wished to spend the rest of your life with. In my case, it’s because she’s in a relationship with someone else. The wors...

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3:17 am

Submitted to Contest #125

It’s a full moon night, so I plan a photo mission. I load up 90s dance tunes on my phone and cruise social media to see what’s happening downtown. I keep getting ads for this special effects photo app, LoveSnapCraft, so I download it into my Visuals folder where I keep Canva and Boomerang and Layout..  Daisy calls to tell me she can’t come over, but joke’s on her, I never expected her to. Ever since we kind of hooked up a few months ago she’s been drifting away. We hadn’t been hanging out that long. I think she is into me and just not...

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Red Blood, Cold Winds and Green Knights

Submitted to Contest #122

There were hundreds of refugees. Lines of shivering survivors stretched off into the swirling white snow. At the south gate of Leonor, they were crammed together while soldiers of Crann Kingdom tried to make sense of the influx.“They’ve burnt it to the ground,” said a desperate woman’s voice.            Danielle Longbow did her best to avoid being crushed by the caravan of men, women and children pushing to be closer to the gate.“The empire killed everyone. We’re all that’s left. Yo...

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The Perfect Gift

Submitted to Contest #121

It all started with a smile... A beautiful, warm, and welcoming smile from a pretty stranger on the streets of Manhattan. If you know Manhattan, you know how rare it is to meet a kind face here. Let alone to see that same kind face more than once. The third time I saw her, I had to speak to her. I approached her nervously, and she again smiled warmly which made me feel more confident. Approaching women is scary because you never know the vibes... Is it giving bestie vibes or is it going to be more? This time though, I knew. She spoke to me b...

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A GHOULISH Encounter

Submitted to Contest #119

As I'm making my way home from a late-night shift at the hell hole, constantly over-worked and underpaid, I take my usual shortcut down the dark alleyway, past the trash cans, the familiar junkies but wait. I slow my pace because I hear an unusual sound. First, the sound of dripping water combined with a savage mauling, wait-sucking, slurping sound as if an animal tearing through its prey ravenously. I stop dead in my tracks and see a woman with ghoulish-like eyes, dark and black. I was frozen, shocked, amazed, but also terrified. The Gho...

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Ode to Self

Submitted to Contest #118

Today’s the day I change how I feel sometimes – depressed and lonely, helpless and weak. I will no longer fight against my own self and relinquish the thoughts that keep me down. Today is the day I confront my own demon and set the ground rules. I will no longer be the one crying in sleep hoping for a miracle. Today is the day I shine the brightest among the bouquet of stars that everyone is waiting to see. I will no longer hide behind the shadow of doubts and crumpled up in a corner feeling worthless. Today is the day I take charge of my ow...

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Miss Halloween

Submitted to Contest #117

Every year, Ambers holds an annual costume contest at the high school. As an incentive, the winner of Mister and Miss Halloween wins 10k and has a chance to win in a state contest. This year was going to be different—since my wife, Shane, is a judge. The night before the show, I sat at the kitchen table while she talked on the phone. She joined me after hanging up.  “Is something wrong?” I asked, taking out my phone. Hannah, my former college roommate, sent me a photo of her dress on a mannequin. She was one of the 25 contestants for Mi...

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When Love is Sin, Become the Heretic

Submitted to Contest #117

Everything was ready for the ritual. The incense was lit, Binding wraps anointed in the proper oils and dusted with unfirth bone-ash. She’d taken care in preparing the room, clearing it of furnishings before drawing out the containment channels with the strange metal shavings she’d taken from the Belfrost mines—what felt like a lifetime ago now, though only a few years had passed. Mounds of marrow candles fought to hold back the darkness suffocating the corners of the room; unnecessary for the binding, but paramount to Ahmelia’s peace of mi...

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The Curious Story of Life and Death

Submitted to Contest #117

“You do this every year, Alison. Every year that veil comes down and our realms collide, I find you in the same spot, same table set up and a new game ready to start.” The chair creeks as she slides it out and sits down. A smile grows on the angelic face across from her, moving a piece forward two spaces, “Well, it’s the only way I get to see that devilish grin of yours, Lady Marian.” She extends her hand out to show its’s their move. “Please, I haven’t been Lady Marian in a rather long time. Why the formalities after all these years?” S...

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La notte è un grande mare

Submitted to Contest #116

«We are not good for each other.»«No.» We have been saying this same thing for years, since before our first break-up. We are just that, just not good. Not really friends, not lovers anymore. Whatever it is that bound us is long lost and forgotten, but the spell holds. I only wish I knew how to dare break it. By the time we get to the beach, it’s already dark. November is setting in. This year, the coming of winter is getting to me as never before. I fear your leaving, though I have to think it a deliverance. I envy it too. Wh...

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I am Genesis

Submitted to Contest #116

CW: Polyamory and some adult contentEarlier“You are not to see those girls anymore. Do you understand, Genevieve? I will not have our family’s reputation tainted by your behavior any longer. It is unacceptable. Your mother and I have had to clean up your mess and do damage control for the last time.”Tick, tock. Tick, tock. The clock on my father’s desk was the only noise in the room until the thrum of the air condition kicked on. It saved the wretched thing from being swept off the desk onto the floor. Its only purpose was to serve as an int...

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A Pale Siege

Submitted to Contest #115

Warning: Contains Graphic Violence, Gore, Suggestions of Suicide “It’s just… I’m worried about the drinking. You know?” A gasp of static from the phone: a sigh, long and stratified. “Again? I thought she quit?” “She did, but…” A pause. How much to burden them with? It was a well-trod road, but she had no one else to talk to. And Obert at least could claim some experience in this department, coming into a decade of clean living—so long as one overlooked the smoking, that was. “You know it is hard for her, with her job and all—” Obert’s...

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Alone

Submitted to Contest #115

I was just following my routine, walking up the stairs, and out of the subway station on my phone as always. I’m not really sure how people used to pass the time without a smartphone and a solid pair of earbuds. There’s a reason NYC is the city that never sleeps, and even in the frigid mornings, the sheer decibels that everyday traffic reaches truly is a feat. Us office dwellers need the ways we can tune out the various tourists, honking, and yelling in the streets. What I didn’t know, is that my method worked so well. Because on this day as...

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Confess, And Be Consumed

Submitted to Contest #114

The door before her was simple yet elegant, its edges sure, the ornamentation carved into the ebon surface maddeningly intricate in a way that even the most prodigious crafter would struggle to emulate. A curve of smooth, polished brass made its handle, matching the hinges and keyhole; mechanisms of such meticulous design that never would they perform their functions to anything less than the peak of their capabilities, a sentiment echoed by the rest of the Moonswath estate. Her father would settle for nothing less than perfection. It was n...

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The Meeting Place

Submitted to Contest #113

You ever think about someone, but no memories pop into your head? You don't want to remember. Instead, you get that tight feeling in your chest. Like you’re holding on to every bit of air in your lungs until you realize you can finally breathe? That you're safe? That is until you sleep. It's been years, six to be exact. Six years from the last time I let him in, but somehow, he always ends up at our meeting place. It's funny because even in my dreams, he makes me feel chaotic. As though I have no control over who I am or who I'm becomin...

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