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Submitted to Contest #160
Long ago, Brother Sky, high and mighty became torn asunder, A crack inside, his body split, and opened, to all of us under. And from upon the clouded high, fallen from great Sky’s dawn Came a Little Drop, a little god, the smallest of the Pantheon. For you see, among them was Brother Sky, and his Father Sun and Mother Moon, And his sister still, known as Mother of the Ground, not to mention her children too; Daughter of the Wind, and her Brother in Flame, Each of them, Gods so great, endless, in their fame. But Beyond them yet, lay the F...
Submitted to Contest #136
“Come on boy, this way. I cannot see,” lead scientist Professor Vlviro Vlkbrzok of the fourth Spoolorean Expansion, called out to his assistant.A younger Spoolorean by name of Glorp Gleever, a research assistant working under Professor Vlviro scuttled closer to his superior. He lifted his kalfagver and gave it a refreshing shake. Inside the hollowed out tube of vegetative matter, thousands of skarl bugs flittered about, emitting a bright pink glow from their abdomens. The immediate area of the ruins was bathed in a warm wash of light.“By the...
“You’ll never know unless you try,” a voice called out, breaking the silence of this long-forgotten treasure room.With a gasp, Sam dropped the box, letting it fall back to its hidden alcove. Only time knows how long the rusty old chest had sat there, and what was once elegant metal etchings adorning it, now show the tell-tale signs of a tarnished battle lost long ago. Sam knew a place like this would carry a curse, or perhaps at the very least, a memory, feelings so powerful and potent, unable to truly be forgotten. That’s how it always goes...
Submitted to Contest #134
The world lingered upside down in her gaze. In a society of super powers, soldiers and spies- this was not her life, for Junko Watanabe wished only to perform. Some scientists surmised her power manipulates fields of gravitons, the reason for her impeccable balance and the potential limit of her could be made into a perfect weapon. The truth of the matter, however was far simpler- she merely could isolate and control her own center of gravity giving way to incredible feats of agility, perfect for a performer; a paragon of form and finess...
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