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Shortlisted for Contest #368 ⭐️
There was a time when darkness infected every street after sunset. No light was powerful enough to starve the night before consuming the land. Humans learned long ago not to trust what waits in dark corners. The world halted from dusk until dawn. In a city that never sleeps, the night couldn't be ignored. Some had no choice but to brave the darkness and pray to the stars above that evil doesn't find them. The only ones awake to hear their pleas were the ones who hunt in the shadows. The prayers only gave them away. A sorcerer nam...
Weekly Contest #344
The GLCM Laboratory has scheduled all power on campus to be shut down for exactly two minutes.The power surge won’t be for long, but any interference could destroy the university circuits. If campus loses power in the middle of the test, not only is the equipment at risk, but the operator within.Emilia rushes into the science building a few minutes behind schedule. There were a few last-minute code adjustments she had to make, which led to an entire night of tweaking the program. The cheap plastic of her laptop scorches her arm. If there was...
Shortlisted for Contest #339 ⭐️
To know someone is to know the little things about them—what color they love but would never wear, how they write capital letters, which side of the bed they sleep on.For the Crochet’s, these little things have defined their marriage for fifty years. Or, more accurately, fifty-one years—today is their anniversary. Mr. Crochet crosses another day off his calendar and pointedly taps today’s date with the end of his marker. It has a shaky heart drawn around the square box. Not that he would forget the day; like a child wouldn’t forget Christmas...
Weekly Contest #332
John is on thin fucking ice.At first, his workplace slip-ups were minuscule, easily brushed off as growing pains in his new role at the warehouse. To anyone else, every mistake would be minor; forgetting to turn off the lights when he clocks out, leaving half-eaten lunches on work tables.Unfortunately for John, his supervisor was very good at keeping score. His boss often reminded his employees how much patience he has to carry in a day, and his arms get tired.On Friday afternoon, he caught John playing Jenga with a forklift and railroad tie...
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