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Submitted to Contest #334
Look, I didn't know things would spiral the way they did when I said it, but you can hardly hold me culpable. That woman was very unstable. Whether it was a word from me, a poorly timed laugh at court, or a cross-eyed look from the girl, the queen was destined for the killing path. I've seen it happen many times to those with a little power.Once upon a time when you looked at me all you would have seen was a reflection of yourself. But then some sorcerer with more magical power than brains decided it would be a great idea to off-load that po...
Submitted to Contest #277
Inspired by Grimm’s tale 'The Spirit in the Glass Bottle'The telltale rustle of movement overhead penetrated the ground and roused me from my stupor. “Let me out! Let me out!” I screamed as I always did on the rare occasions when I thought there might be a living being nearby.A moment later a response came. “Where are you?” The voice was barely audible through the layers of my prison. But it was a voice at last!“I am here down among the roots of the oak tree. Let me out!”Then I began to hear the blessed sound of earth being moved. How long h...
Submitted to Contest #212
My dearest friend, Have you heard about the museum heist? I’m sure you have. It was all over the news, even made the print newspaper, and I’m certain you still like to read words printed on the page. You and I are among the last, I think, who get their news the old-fashioned way. All of the stolen pieces weren’t listed, of course, but since it’s THAT museum surely you couldn’t help but wonder. I will not keep you in suspense. Yes, your trinket is among the pilfered artifacts, although where it is at this moment I can’t say. I did hold it...
Submitted to Contest #204
Lucky crashed through the underbrush. Low tree branches slapped at his face, stinging his cheeks and welting his hands as he tried to protect his eyes. Magic would have been a faster escape, but it was too late now. He had waited too long thinking he would be able to evade them on foot. The trees in this part of the forest were tall and dense and without a clear path through the air he risked slamming face first into a tree trunk. So Lucky ran. But his short legs barely kept him ahead of his pursuers and he was doing more tripping and stumbl...
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