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Submitted to Contest #225
“I must warn you, Detective Sean,” Officer Serena said, “this case might shock you. He has shown not a sign of regret.” “He is either cold-blooded or a nutcase, I’ve interrogated a lot of people like him,” Detective Sean replied. “It’s probably the latter. All evidence pointed towards him, and he didn’t refute any of it. Well, technically. You’ll see for yourself. Also, there was an odd sense of merriment in him during the arrest.” Officer Serena adjusted her beret before shutting the door. “Good luck with the interrogation.” Detec...
The gentle hum of the ceiling fan danced with the soft whispers of the night, casting fleeting shadows across the cozy bedroom. The warm glow of a bedside lamp painted the room in a soft, golden hue, where an ornate wooden crib stood in a corner, cradling the serene slumber of a child, while Elizabeth and James nestled together in their sleep. The faint sound of footsteps echoing through the hallway, an unusual occurrence at this late hour, stirred Elizabeth from her dreams....
Submitted to Contest #217
“The slave has a death wish,” one of the boys mocked. “He’s already tired of playing knight,” another chimed in, his words dripping with disdain. Young Elian paid no heed to their cruel words. Let it be a death wish, he thought. No matter how gruesome his death might be, his feet will remain planted on the path he had chosen. To tread this path, he needed not just strength, but unparalleled strength. His raison d'être was clear—to slay the Witch of Thorns. The very witch who had made Aldoria fell into ruins. Aldoria, once a mighty...
Submitted to Contest #216
Sophie, a city girl, accompanied her mother to the countryside for a month due to her mother’s urgent business matters. As she settled into her rural life, Sophie quickly grew bored due to the lack of internet. She decided to find a job in the town. Her effort was almost fruitless until she met Mr. Henry, who was wiping a coffee cup, at his counter, in a café in the middle of nowhere. There was nobody except for Mr. Henry, and a young male worker named Kyle, who was sweeping the floor.Mr. Henry had a meticulously groomed moustache that grace...
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