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Submitted to Contest #92
Dylan’s log Day 1: It is with great sadness and reluctance that I begin this log to document a life that is both cursed and tragic at once. You see, I have been diagnosed with an illness that I, until recently, believed to be merely hypothetical. A thought experiment that I had devised in order to remain absent from a monotonous and fruitless pedagogical endeavour has unfortunately been actualized. I began this day, however unfortunately, besmirching my own name with a fabrication. A fabrication that had been immaculately devise...
A blinding white light envelops the sky as if all the lightning that had ever struck the earth had become apparent at once. Buildings and streets are rapidly ingested by the immediate blanket of light. The horizon disintegrates shortly after and for a time there is silence. Everything is peaceful. It is so bright that nothing can be seen or perceived. No darkness can escape the power of this light. Shadows do not form, until they are all that remain. Like a star falling from the heavens, it was so graceful and silent yet so te...
Submitted to Contest #91
A notice came in the mail today. My parents are the first to read it. I watch as my father collects the mail and shuffles it somberly in his hands. Once he arrives at the overdue library book reminder his eyes seem to lose what little hazel remains. Maybe it’s solely in my imagination but it seems like every time he reads the notice it evaporates in his mind. He has this blank stare as if the letter is transparent. My mother notices his expression and softly takes it from his hands. She walks to the file cabinet and pulls open one of the oak...
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