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Bree Kokiri

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Cypress Wormwood: The Great Elemental Pillars - Roarok Volcano Pt.1

“Mr. Wormwood? Hello? Are you quite alright? CYPRESS!” Mortimer waved his hands in front of the monster hunter’s face in an attempt to get his attention.  The hunter’s glassy yellow eyes blinked a moment as he came back to reality. He had been thinking about Harold, his companion from the bar. He knew as soon as the man suggested distracting the gremlins on Frenrick Mountain that he was a goner for sure. He’d grown fond of the little imp, as annoying as he was, and now yet another person Cypress cared about was gone under his watch. Thi...

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The Family Secret

"Where is he?? He’s late, he's SO late! And on a day like today...what was he thinking!” I thought to myself, waving my hands in frustration. At least I thought it was to myself. The puzzled look on the old woman sitting on the bench across from me told me I was mistaken. To be honest, I didn’t care if she saw how flustered I was. I didn’t care that I probably looked like a complete and total lunatic right there on the monorail platform. It was only her and I there now anyway. It was nearly dusk, and Edgar still wasn’t answering my calls. Ho...

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Cypress Wormwood: Tales from long ago

“One more, here, here!” Harold shouted. The whole bar raised their glasses to Cypress again.  “Here, here!” They shouted. The bar tender didn’t seem amused at the sloshing glasses and spilt beer everywhere. Cypress raised his hand to try and cease the commotion.  “Okay, Alright now. I appreciate it and all, but we don’t want to piss off Marty, do we folks?” The hybrid giant bellowed over the crowd. The bar tender gave him a grateful nod. But the crowd still gathered around him anyway, eager to give him a pat on the back or a handsh...

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A Bump in the Night

Weekly Contest #97

Lucy The moon bathed the hills in the distance as I stared out the window at the path below. What was going to happen to us now? I heard a coyote cry out in the distance. At least I think it was a coyote. I don’t know what’s real anymore. Loud banging on the stairs interrupted my cloud of self pity. “Shh! You’ll wake Katrina.” I half whispered, half yelled, glancing at my little sister, asleep in her bed. Cypress rolled his eyes at me. “She’ll be fine. Listen, I have to go. A friend of mine said there’s a lead at the pub up the way. It may ...

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The Dream Space

Weekly Contest #95

“She always does this to me, I’m stuck between a rock and a hard place once again.” I raged, deep in thought. “Sophia where ARE you! Enough now, come out! It’s time to go back!” I screamed. But my words just echoed into the darkness of the dream space. It’s getting late. The sun will be up any minute. Damn that girl, she always fooling around, never thinking of the consequences. MY consequences, since I’m always the rescuer behind her ill thought out adventures. “Sophie I’m leaving you here if you don’t show yourself right now! I mean it thi...

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The Magic of Moldavite

Weekly Contest #85

“That’s the thing about this city…the magic is hiding all around you, you just have to know how to find it.” Her grandmother’s words echoed in her ears the entire walk over. The young witch’s eyes lit up with the brightly glowing “open” sign of the metaphysical shop. Mandy’s Magical Curios opened at 10 am on the dot, and she was ready to go in and start her journey into the world of crystals, candles, and spells. She barely noticed the woman behind the door, still unlocking it as she tried to shove her way in. “Hey squirt, watch it...

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Under the Surface

Weekly Contest #63

*this story contains an easter egg from previous stories*Alaina! Enough already! If I hear one more word about the Surface, you’re grounded! Now please, decontaminate.” My mother shouted. “Mama I just want to see what it’s like. We’re learning about it in school, and I’ve been in the oxygen pods my whole life, don’t you think it’s possible the Surface has clean air by now?” My mother put her fingers to her temples and rubbed in a circular motion. “Alaina your whole life is ten years. In the grand scheme of things, that’s not long at all. We ...

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The Budgie, The Witch, and The Guy in 10B

Weekly Contest #58

June 12th, 2036 Wow! It’s been a while since i opened this old thing. My therapist recommended journaling to help digest my thoughts during the quarantine. I figure anything is worth a shot at this point. It’s been almost a week since the outbreak. At first they just called it the flu, and now it’s a deadly virus, contaminating everyone who comes into contact with it. I was just a kid the last time something like this happened. 2020 I think? I’m not sure. But I remember it threw the world into mass chaos. They aren’t taking any chances thi...

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It's A Secret To All

Weekly Contest #51

*This story is a companion piece to Cypress Wormwood: Monster Hunter. The stranger’s words echoed as Barnabus hastened his pace to get home. “Keep it hidden, keep it safe, or it’s your head, Toggins! Best believe we’ll come knocking when the time comes to collect, so don’t go getting slick. And trust me, we’ll know.” When the time comes...who knows how long that would be. Barnabus felt the thing slipping in his clammy palms as he struggled to keep in discreetly concealed in his long, black, overcoat. He didn’t like this one bit. He didn’t wa...

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Junk Dog

Weekly Contest #41

*This story contains themes of death and animal abuse, reader discretion advised*“Jerry? Did I lose you?”I snap out of my daze and look up at my therapist. She’s wearing an unintentionally smug expression and tapping her pen, waiting for my reply. Her patience is almost as short and unprofessional as her pencil skirt. “Jerry I know this is hard but I need to you to try. Shelly would want you to try.” She coerces. That was the last straw. I threw myself out of the ugly velour arm chair. “And how the hell would YOU know what Shelly w...

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Tales from Yújìn

Weekly Contest #32

“The wicker basket, with the red stain, please.” Luò Wei handed the stall keeper ¥34, and dropped what he was carrying into its new home. “Xiè xie!” The young man nodded. “You’re very welcome.” Luò Wei replied, smiling. He was ashamed to think it had been a few years since he’d last visited his home village of Yújìn. It was a historic and quaint town, where everyone knew everyone. The cobble streets were decorated beautifully for the festival. Despite being on an island, the agriculture was booming, and the vendors in town had everything you...

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No Place Like Gnome

Weekly Contest #31

Lucy Peterson awoke on this beautiful Sunday afternoon, eager to start the day. Following her husband’s passing, she had spent the last two weeks at her daughter’s house in the city, and had finally convinced her children she was well enough to be on her own again. Visiting was always pleasant, but when you stay there too long, the sounds of the city start to bog down a country heart. Not to mention the screams from her grandchildren, playful or otherwise, were enough to make your head spin. She was eager to get back to her home to the thing...

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9 to 1 odds

Weekly Contest #30

“Darla! Daarrrlllaaa!” I hear Caitie calling for me from the doorway of our little suburban townhouse. Part of me wants to turn around. To forget the mission and just go home to 12 Darling Drive and play the “good kitty” role forever. But I know what I have to do. I just hope Caitie can forgive me if I don’t come home this time. Please don’t judge me too harshly, it was never my intention to break a little girl’s heart. I guess I should probably start from the beginning. My real name is Alexandra Rogers. I am part of a secret organization ca...

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Cypress Wormwood: Monster Hunter

Weekly Contest #29

“PLEASE, Mr. Cypress. I understand it’s your busy season, but if I don’t get these THINGS out of my garden, my crops will be ruined for the Fall harvest! I’ll be plum broke! Please! You have to help!”Cypress Wormwood set down the phone for a moment and groaned. He hated that phrase. He did not HAVE to help anyone. He chose to if it suited him, but he was under absolutely zero obligation to uphold the family business.“Sir, I am a monster hunter. Not a charity. Let’s get a few things straight. I have a fee. I have rules. I do not HAVE to do an...

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Love, Skin Deep

Weekly Contest #28

I watched as Rosie curled her near-perfect auburn hair, smoothing each piece as she went. Every Friday night, since we’d gotten together three and a half years ago, I’d sit in her bathroom and chat with her while she got ready for date night. I never admitted it, but I loved watching her get ready. Watching her confidence climb with every stroke of mascara and spritz of hairspray. I’d tell her she didn’t need it, but it was a moot point. The sunny disposition she got from getting dolled up wasn’t worth deflating with stereotypical ideology. ...

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