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Submitted to Contest #55
Year 1020 "Give me the stone Eloise!" Her daughter, Lacey shouted. "No!" Eloise said firmly. "It wouldn't be right. Part of you has to know that. Part of you has to know that this is wrong!" She pleaded. Her cloak rustled the brown leaves that covered the ground as she positioned herself into a more steadfast stance. Her staff standing firmly in front of her, ready to counter any challenger. Lacey, the ringleader of the coven's trouble, had been persuaded to the wrong side by a small faction of the coven. Eloise tried to win her back, ...
Submitted to Contest #53
Author's note: Based on true events, names have been changed Fog rolled in and covered the wide country lawn with a thick dense layer as birds chittered, trilled and fluttered throughout the treetops. Myriam awoke, and did her best not to disturb Ahmad as she turned towards him, rustling the sheets as she did so. Over the past few years she made a habit of watching him sleep, so blissful and content, she loved tracing the contours of his face with her eyes. She was still unsure if he knew she did this or not, a couple times she thought Ahm...
Submitted to Contest #50
His blood began to warm as he stepped out of the car and onto the concrete of the wide, almost empty parking lot. An unusually hot day, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and shook his hand dry. He decided to contribute his warming blood to the heat. As he approached the heavy door in the side of the large concrete building his heart skipped a beat, he shrugged it off as nothing significant, he had to convince himself that his nerves were not on the fritz.Inside, a cacophony of voices came from throughout the building. As he listened to ot...
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