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Weekly Contest #75
Clinging vessels were as usual the wake up call for Chinna. He lay on a dried palm leaf mat covered in a faded thin .He could see the clear white sky through the cracked terra-cotta roof. Last night he slept holding his kaleidoscope .. the one he had made from scratch,now lying safely next to him. The other boys laughed when he told them his plan to make one and today he would prove them wrong. Drops of excitement slowly formed on his otherwise painfully deserted heart. He sat up.. the kaleidoscope safe and secure on his lap as he folded his...
Weekly Contest #74
Trigger warning: suicide ideation Chilling wind mercilessly cut through his skin as he stood on the rusted metal railing of conovan bridge. The river beneath was rolling in anger splashing it’s icy cold water. The barren sky showed broken pieces of his life. Tears were burning his eyes. This was it. A hurricane of emotions was blowing inside him. The broken pieces inside him could no longer be held together. Scars of a wounded heart covered his face. Chocking on his own breath, he looked down at the angry river. History was going to r...
Weekly Contest #71
The little town of Springdale overlooked untained snow clad mountains of Terrenny. Old fashioned box buildings with brick walls along the bustling streets and road side vendors with their multicolored carts flocking a large open central market and cobble stone sidewalks gave it an ante- diluvian appearance. But today the streets were almost empty. Horrifying sounds of ambulances raising through the empty streets with trembling tense air. An unknown deadly disease taking over the world had not spared these streets either...
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