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Weekly Contest #83
The boat drifted on glassy waters, swaying peacefully in the moon-lit darkness. It was hard not to get drunk on the wine-infused waters, a wondrous haze settling over both Skye and Raymond as they drifted closer and closer to the island. Perhaps it was the way the night sky shined so brightly, or how the air smelled both sticky and sweet, that cast an ethereal feeling on tonight. Skye traced the water with her fingers as Raymond watched, entranced with the motion of her fingers. They had not said a word to each other since afternoon, and it...
Weekly Contest #44
Ella concentrated on the swirling, violent hues of blue and green – reminding her of a painting of a sky she had seen in her dreams not long ago – and prepared herself to jump. On her right stood a boy named Ceil, his ashen hair falling perfectly above his eyes, not a drop of sweat on his boyish face. His visage showed no fear, and nothing about him would have given away that they were being chased had it not been for the large rip across his dirt-stained T-shirt.“You think we can make it, Ceil?” she yelled, her voice lost in the sounds of c...
Weekly Contest #2
Sunlight streamed into her daughter’s room like strips of gold. A sheen of dust glittered on abandoned toys and books. Flowers bloomed and withered away, transforming days into months and months into years – so many years that the turn of neighbors made for faceless strangers and old friends shriveled into a dusty unknown.Yet, time stopped in this little yellow room. Sitting in the corner was a little girl, fourteen-years old and trying to navigate the ropes of a world turned cold and unforgiving. She had no guide to help her through treache...
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