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Brandy Montgomery

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Fear Keeps Tea Hot Longer.

Weekly Contest #339

The mist clung to the old-growth cedars like a living shroud as Tank made his way down the final switchback from the receiving gate. His footsteps, deliberate, seismic, sent small tremors through the gravel path that the institute’s groundskeepers would curse later. Behind him fluttered Tiny Tate, wings beating in short, impatient bursts to keep pace with his long strides. She carried no luggage beyond the small satchel slung across her chest; everything else had already been sent ahead by whatever shadowy bureaucracy still claimed partial o...

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The Guts Of Gaia

In the high, silent reaches of the American Rockies, where wind carved stone into sculptures older than memory, Tank was born without ceremony. He had no parents in the human sense, only the slow awakening of consciousness inside a granite shelf that had waited millennia for the right crack of lightning, the right tremor of earth, to spark something more than rock. When the change came, he rose as a towering figure of living stone, joints grinding like distant avalanches, eyes glowing faintly with quartz light. For years, he simply existed. ...

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Dead or Abducted?

Oryole Whitmen carried three things when she slipped out of her uncle’s house at 3:17 a.m. on the coldest night Richton, Mississippi, had seen in twelve years:A worn Polaroid of her grandmother Brandy smiling beside a birthday cake shaped like a horseshoe crab, a notebook filled with seventeen years of dreams she’d been told were delusions, and seventeen dollars in crumpled ones she’d saved from mowing lawns.She didn’t take a suitcase. Suitcases were for people who knew where they were going.The note she left on the kitchen table was three s...

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The Spider Queen's Den

The wind off the East River carried teeth that January. It sliced through the broken windows of St. Augustine’s Psychiatric Hospital on the edge of Queens, a rotting concrete colossus abandoned since the mid-nineties. Snow drifted in diagonal sheets across the cracked parking lot, collecting in the hollows of old ambulances that would never roll again. Inside, the temperature hovered just above freezing, cold enough that breath hung like ghosts, warm enough that the things happening in the east wing still smelled of sweat and fear instead of...

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Zyphera

Weekly Contest #337

In the shimmering voids of the Celestara galaxy, where stars birthed nebulae like cosmic midwives, lay the planet Zyphera in the Elysara Prime solar system. To the uninitiated, Zyphera was a jewel of bioluminescent forests, where trees pulsed with inner light, echoing the origins of its inhabitants, the Luminari. These ethereal beings, translucent and born from radiation-rich cradles, drifted like living auroras, communicating in flashes of colored light. They viewed time as a river, swimming backward through visions to preserve memories in ...

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