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Weekly Contest #348
The moment the author opened the screen, the world inside it shook. Not metaphorically, not symbolically, it literally shook like an earthquake inside the screen, beyond the author’s sight or understanding. A tremor ran through the cobblestone street where the character, whose name was Ivy in this version, stood frozen mid-stride. The lamplight flickered. The sky started to unravel at the edges. Ivy’s breath caught in her throat, because she knew what that tremor meant; the author was back, and they were uncertain. When the author was uncert...
The snow didn’t fall , it drifted, aimless and silent, coating the iron gates of the botanical garden in a fine, crystalized coating. Danny stood by the frozen fountain, his gloved hands buried deep in his pockets. He wasn’t waiting for a person, not exactly. He was waiting for a memory, for the past to replay itself again. The garden was nearly empty, leaving Danny alone in the silenc. The air wss so still that even the smallest sounds seemed to shout their presence. The bare branches of the trees pressed hard, creating shadows against the ...
Weekly Contest #335
ORNAMENTS OF GRACE Introduction The train slowed as it pulled into the small station, its whistle echoing across frosted fields, its brakes sighing like a weary traveler. Clara pressed her forehead against the cold glass and wondered to herself if she had made the right decision. Should she have gone home? But how could she? She would be a disgrace to her father! However, the consequences of a life with her new husband absolutely terrified her. Clara did not know what she was doing, or why she had chosen Pittsburg, Texas, as her destination,...
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