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Submitted to Contest #231
A man is sitting alone in a huge concert hall, and an Asian beauty is playing a beautiful violin, especially for him! She’s playing a classic overture on the violin in the middle of a dark stage, and she’s wearing an elegant dress in her supermodel-like body. He tries to see her face, but suddenly… snow starts to fall from above! From the concert hall ceiling?! “Am I dreaming?” he asks himself. He is now standing in the middle of nowhere in darkness, and snow is falling around him. Yet, he still hears the melodious violin playing. He smi...
Submitted to Contest #225
It happened one evening; I had been sitting for hours in front of an old antique mirror with a classic wooden frame when these words suddenly popped out of my mouth, “I’m going to buy it.” And everything started with that; it was about one year ago. I have not been interested in collecting big pieces of antiques as I do not have a place to display them. As an antiquarian, all those old stores on an ancient street in my hometown have always been an endless world of wonders for me, especially on the weekends when I walk in and out and, at...
Submitted to Contest #213
“I’m touching you, love.” A voice echoed in my mind. I knew that I was dreaming. In a vast white background, we were together, just she and I. Just she and I, without our possessions and all naked. Our hands, big ones, are wandering all over and touching each other’s bodies lovingly, and our bodies are without our faces. And I remember, I dreamed again; I hugged her whiteness with my big hands and kissed her. As I kissed her, each part became dark. I continued kissing her whole body until her whole body darkened. And then it was en...
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