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Submitted to Contest #329
“Alright... And there!”The light from the camera clicked into place, causing Tammy, the Tamaskan pup, to shake away the odd feel of the device. The collar was one thing, but adding to the weight of a durable, night vision Kodak still made the little lupine grimace. A huff from her snout, Tammy’s owner laughed at her expense as he adjusted his own burdens. Tammy’s pupils widened to the light that flashed on suddenly. “Okay, girl, come on.”Her thin Papa laughed as his hands moved from his helmet to between Tammy’s forehead, gently causing her ...
Submitted to Contest #310
Crackkkkkkk- the nailbed exposed itself from the excessive scratching. Yet, he could not stop the pen. The ink flowed between the lines of the parchment. The more he wrote, the more the haunting bell tolled. Earlier, a traveling merchant threw in a free notebook with his salt purchase. He didn't think anything of it, a new diary to dribble out his frustrations. During the day, life was simple- write a few articles for the press, get paid in good coin, and drink the rest of it away. It was late, stumbling out of the bar with that notebook in ...
Submitted to Contest #291
Sparks flew from the clash of swords. Sweat poured under the cold metal of the knight's uniform. A day of training with the recruits proved useful in building the King's army, for the war edged close. Fingertips combed through sleek chocolate locks as those hazel hues lazily glanced towards the sun. If not for the umbrella of trees in this lush forest, one might melt into a puddle. The leather flask uncorked, releasing the last stream of cold water. The tickle was refreshing as it flowed past the Adam's apple and into the pit of the man's st...
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