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Weekly Contest #68
Phoebe’s bloody hands gripped the wheel tightly. With her right foot on the peddle, she drummed the other on the floorboards of the Ford pickup. “Stay awake, Phoebe,” she whispered to herself. She could glimpse the first rays of the morning sun begin to creep up over the rolling hills. As she looked over to see the blazing orange tendrils peering through the dense clouds she tried not to look at Blake, slumped next to her. He stared blankly at the horizon. She had been driving for hours without any sign of civilization.&...
Weekly Contest #67
“Mom what is thaaat?” Lyra had called to me from down the aisle of the first square at Moriah. Moriah was the marketplace I came to that day to gather another ten year supply of goods, and to accomplish another unfortunate task. Rushing to her side, I slapped her hand away from the pink gelatinous blob that kept turning in on itself. Although on the outer layer of Moriah the value of things were not as much as the inner layer square, I needed Lyra to be unmarked, perfect in every way. “That is Gobble Blob and used...
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