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“It’s done.” “Give it here.” The man snatched the thick stack of paper from the woman, a blank expression on his face. Neither of them said anything; the only sound was the furious flicking as the man turned each page. Even though it was bright sunlight outside, the room was dark and cold. No daylight was allowed in. The only light source here was the flickering candle on the table at the centre of this sparsely furnished room. All sense of time was lost entirely – the woman had no idea the day, month, or even year anymore. How long had she ...
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Talia had been wandering for almost three hours before she realised where she was. It was past midnight, her view lit by a scattering of dim streetlamps, but she’d once known this place so well. There were few houses in this part of the town; the left side of this street consisted entirely of the woodland she’d just emerged from. Beyond that lay miles of peaceful countryside: patchwork fields and meandering streams and the dis-used railway line that ran right through the middle. Nothing had changed.Down the quiet lane Talia crept, dragging h...
Weekly Contest #39
Out here, the millions of tiny lights are all that remind me it will be okay. Floating over the unending expanse of ocean, night-time is what I crave, when the inky waters are illuminated by specs of bright white, glittering over the calm waves. These lights give me far more comfort than anything, knowing that I am shrouded and protected. A star for every friend and family member, every person I’d ever spoken to or smiled at or just seen. For every person waiting for me at home, safe.All night I look up at the sky blinking back at me, until ...
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