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Weekly Contest #87
Some people don’t believe in Faeries or Sprites, I can’t blame them. Some people don’t believe in something unless they have seen it. Although some people want to believe in things so hard that they make up evidence for it. I am Xenia of Dustlynd, I am a student in misfortune management class. It’s not the best job but I get by. I got transferred over after screwing up wishes just to see the disappointment on people’s faces. I always wanted to be a human, oblivious and arrogant to the world not having to care about a...
Weekly Contest #84
Journal entry #35 I have begun to lose my resolve. I have lost track of the days as I have moved camp several times, and the counts I etched into the walls were my only way of keeping track. Each day becomes more complicated than the last, A fight to survive, a battle to stay afloat in the ruins of the old world. The world didn’t end in fire or ice. It ended by our hand. As people began more unruly and began to fight each other over everything, the world and its ...
Weekly Contest #83
The water seemed endless, but I breached the surface after what felt like an eternity of struggle. The air eases the ache in my lungs as each breath reminded me that I was alive and I was going to be okay. Almost every moment up until now felt like a fever dream, the dancing, the alcohol, and the lights. The water bit my skin causing shaking that I felt in my bones. I saw no signs of the people I was with, although I barely remembered their faces in all fairness. I had no idea where I was or how I got he...
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