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Chris Broome

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The Fugue and the Fire

Weekly Contest #366

She awoke in a strange bed and in a strange room. She felt a sense of dread. The room was slightly lit from the first few rays of the morning light. The room smelt of cigarette smoke and had a stale musk. She looked around and tried to remember why she was there. No remembrance came to mind. Had it happened again? What day was this? She looked around from the small bed and noticed the red tint coming from the clock. It read 7:00a.m. The date on the bottom read out 7-27-2026. "No. No. No." she whispered to herself out loud. This time it had l...

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The Kiss of Revenge

Weekly Contest #361

The Kiss of Revenge The wind blew calmly on her face as she sat at the end of the wooden planked walkway under the open veranda. The ocean looked so inviting as the waves slowly rolled in. It was cloudy and the moisture in the air felt good as she breathed in the fresh air. It was late summer and she just wanted to enjoy the last of her days here. She picked up her glass of sweet tea and took a sip. Her entire life had been spent here. A small beach town at the bottom of Alabama. Thirty-two miles of beachline and this was the last spot where...

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The Final Step

Weekly Contest #359

The red wine swirled around the long-stemmed Bordeaux glass. The scenery was amazing from the ivory tower. The new role as CEO came with the large corner office. The long oak table with the leather cushioned seats cost more than anything she had ever owned before. The view from the top was never her dream, but it would do for now. Her plan had worked to perfection up to this point. But of course, she knew that it would. She smiled as she sipped from the crystal glass. Life could get better only with the final step of her plan coming to frui...

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The Wide Path

As I looked at the picture of a perfectly painted sky. A rich blue with clouds of dazzling white. Polka dotted with black and gray, as the birds flew their flight paths. I thought upon the question which was posed to me earlier by an apparent apparition. He seemed so real. I felt his weight as I held him in my arms. The warmth his body created permeated my skin as the snow had fallen. The encounter haunted my soul, and I found it impossible to focus on anything else. What will I do? I stood as the warmth of the rays caressed my skin. It was ...

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Reap the Whirlwind

Weekly Contest #311

“Bobby. What in the Sam Hill is going on here?” I heard the deep voice of Sherriff Turner asking. His voice was the biggest part of him. All of five foot four inches, he was not the most intimidating figure.“At this time, I would say, NDC.”“NDC. What kind of Bureau jargon is that?“It’s official terminology, No Dang Clue.” I heard him chuckle.“Scary Harrys’ death has put fear into the community. I have to say I am a little frightened myself.”“Sherriff, no matter what it looks like, there is always a simple explanation for why death occurs. Th...

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Cruel Intent

Weekly Contest #303

“This is a monster who killed this poor girl.” I looked over at Camron. He was the local police presence. He was young and his eyes were full of hope. He just did not understand how his job would change his life over his career. It was so humid you could almost see the steam in the air. The skies were a brilliant blue and there was a slight breeze coming from the east. The beaches had been sugary and the people pleasant but now reality hit me in the face. It was not real. It was an imaginary paradise. How could I have been fooled so easily? ...

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Sleeper

Weekly Contest #301

The scenery was beautiful, almost picturesque. This was what he had been missing all those days in the classroom with its stuffiness and over-inflated sense of ego. Then there was the actual environment. The drabness of Stalinist architecture. The ornamental monuments were falling into decay. Now add on top of that the brutal winters and it was enough to make most men have a bleak outlook. This though was different. The sunshine I had experienced here and the bright almost luminescent colors. I was already feeling more myself. Well, not myse...

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Sentient

Weekly Contest #283

Ben was a stay at home father who loved his life. He spent his days with the children he loved so dearly as his wife Sarah was the bread winner. He loved being the “soccer dad”, as he was jokingly called by his male friends. Life was good and Ben felt fulfilled. He often thought he couldn’t have wished for anything more.Sarah loved the freedom that came with being the breadwinner. She had a wonderful loving husband and he was committed to her and the children. She was a junior executive at a local law firm whose emphasis was tax law. Numbers...

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Covid vs Human

Weekly Contest #263

Covid vs. HumanI look at them and all I feel is disgust. They walk around in happiness and perfect health. Well, most of them anyway. Some are not so fortunate, but all the more reason for me to exist. They have had plans for years to snuff me and my brethren out of existence. They tried, and they have failed. In all their glory and pride, they walk around and flaunt their superiority over me and my ilk. This is the bane of my existence. This is the reason why I have destroyed so many of their dreams and hopes. I have won whether they unders...

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