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Weekly Contest #104
“Are you coming tonight?” A bright smile illuminated his face as those three jumping dots on his phone transitioned into a plain “Yes :)”. He loved reading this word. It would be their fifth formal date, however, counting as such would be no less futile than counting the number of egrets tailing a grazing cow, for every date comprised of multiple smaller ones, and every moment spent with her was nothing unlike bathing in cold water after a particularly sweaty football match in the summer. Dan Selvert felt quite a connection with her; she was...
Weekly Contest #99
Yaakov watched the sun religiously rise up as sweat trickled down his temple. His eyes instinctively lowered to the barbed fence. He halted abruptly; trespassing onto the other world was never heard to yield favourable results. The grim sheath of separation, as he regarded it, was constructed such that it seldom offered any, or, in some cases, even absolutely no scope for crossing; moving across it was a fantasy he dared not dreaming about. Though his heart wandered across his artificially limited habitat, regret often followed soon, for c...
Weekly Contest #98
TW: suicide “Multiple contusions, broken bones, third- degree burns- that doesn’t even begin to cover the trauma she faced, Smith. There was nothing more you could’ve done to save her. I’m sorry.” The trauma surgeon’s understanding brown eyes broke his generally inscrutable countenance to an empathetic one on his square face, as he offered some comfort to his colleague over losing his patient; something they were both used to, yet it hurt no less each successive time. The latter returned the gesture with a kind smile, as the former, Dr. Dani...
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