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Weekly Contest #97
"Madeleine?" the young nurse asked as she approached the old woman sitting by her window. It was late in the evening, and Madeleine Barton wasn't in bed. The nurse scratched her head in worry, wondering how to get her ward to sleep. She checked on her when she clocked in for the night—9 o'clock, on the dot, Madeleine was fast asleep with the blanket pulled up to her chin. Now, she was staring out the window again. The nurse had looked out so many times and saw nothing of interest out there—the backyard, an old withering tree, four birdba...
Weekly Contest #96
There was a knock on the door. Archie almost stumbled as he walked up to it, feeling nervous and sweating buckets. He fixed his hair first, stretched out his shirt, and then put on a smile before he opened the door. The first thing he noticed was the purple hair and a black flame tattoo that went around the man's neck like a collar. His ears were pierced from the helix to the lobe, and one of his eyebrows had three diagonal slices of hairless scar tissue. They looked like the dictionary meaning of the term "polar opposites". Archie had o...
The coming of the seven-day night, as they called it, was a warning they all took seriously. The news that there would be no daylight for one whole week troubled the people of the small town of Cairns greatly, but not as much as when they learned that the gods would come down from the skies during this darkness. As to why this particular time, the book of knowledge was silent. "They are gods," the people said in defeat. "There is no need for them to make sense." It was to start on the night that any one of their roosters died, so when ol...
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