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Weekly Contest #253
As the grandfather clock chimed the midnight hour, Eliza griped the rain-soaked ledge of her bedroom window and strained to see the figure beneath the withering oak tree. Lightning flooded the sky to reveal a girl, much like herself, with long, dark hair and delicate features staring back at her. She was curiously untouched by the raging storm and Eliza’s breath seized with the certainty that she had seen her before. A chill raked down her spine. “Are you real?” Eliza whispered. Her mother, Catherine, told her she wasn’t to speak to strang...
Weekly Contest #221
The only thing of value Hestia Ione Brightly’s mother ever gave her was her name. “There’s power in a name,” Hestia murmured to herself as she stood alone on the sidewalk in the dead of night, gazing up at the tattered Jessop Family Hats sign perched above the corner shop. Her mother didn’t teach her that though; Arthur, June, and Margot Jessop did. Rather, her childhood was marked by a rambling carelessness and neglect that cast a shadow over her mother’s intentions to love her. Even so, in the moments when she lay on the wet pavement takin...
Weekly Contest #219
Around dinner time on Beatrix’s wedding day... As the wedding tent lurched inwards without warning towards her dining guests, Beatrix knew not knocking on wood that morning had been a terrible mistake. A splintering crack rang out causing her head to jerk upwards and see the three hanging crystal chandeliers begin a manic dance. The sharp smell of eucalyptus hit her nostrils as leaves broke away from floral arrangements scattered throughout the room. The guests quickly noticed their perilous predicament and began to scramble from their seat...
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