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Weekly Contest #49
The door creaked and a few heads turned in its direction to see who the latest addition to Waiting Room 104 was. Those few heads had turned not out of curiosity but out of desperation to welcome any sort of activity to room 104 that had a miserably boring aura to it and lacked any sort of excitement. As the figure at the door opened the door wider making it creak louder, many more heads shot up, this time out of irritation due to the noise of the door that made one wrinkle their noses and insert their fingers in their ears. But soon the irri...
Weekly Contest #48
Light and Dark The fragrance inside the cramped cubicle was one Sara had never smelled before. It was strong, a mixture of burning agar wood and thyme. It made her feel dizzy. Smoke filled the room. Sara couldn’t quite make out the source of the smoke, it impaired her vision and she couldn’t see anything beyond a few inches from where she stood. The strong smell burned in her nostrils and throat and the smoke almost brought tears to her eyes. She shut her eyelids and held her breath. Remain calm, and rid your mind of all thoughts, al...
Weekly Contest #35
The flowers look at the sky, taking in the splendid brightness of the sunlight while the birds and bees buzz around busily, hunting the sweetest nectar from the prettiest flowers. I step out on my balcony, the breeze blows across my face and brings with it the mesmerizing scent of primroses growing in my garden. The smell of the soil, still damp from last night’s drizzle, floats up to my nose. I close my eyes and let my body feel the pleasure of and warmth radiating in the atmosphere. Spring—my favorite season—has begun. Plock! A...
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