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Submitted to Contest #294
A word is no trivial thing to kill.Yes, stones break bones, and words can do no harm. But do not mistake harmlessness for fragility. After all, many things on God's earth can break bones with a brawny arm. A word, however, is as impenetrable as a castle wall. As ephemeral as a robin’s song. As inhospitable as a Saracen desert.Even among sorcerers, few possess the arcane puissance to kill a word. I should know, being one of them. I will not regale you with the words I have murdered. You would know none of them—at least, not anymore.Murder is ...
Submitted to Contest #293
Simeon settled into his seat with The Gazette and a cup of English Breakfast. The hyperlight tunnel’s prismatic waves washed over the compartment. They reminded him of the nightly auroras from his university days cruising the Arctic on his motorcycle.Across the morning’s A1 ink, editorials skirmished over tightening water rations. Labour ransacked resource austerity measures again, populists clamoring to parch throats of those whose bellies were doomed to starve anyway.Bellies that have already starved, Simeon reminded himself. He’d purchase...
Submitted to Contest #292
My favorite color didn’t belong to me. The best ones never did. Every piece of the color pie had some oligarch’s finger stuck in it—corporations or families who’d run the color racket since Venetian dye merchants first peddled their royal purples. Sure, we could paint the blandest rainbows with shades in the public domain. If you had the dough, you could even flash some cash for licenses that lent your work some extra pop. But those rarest hues were guarded for singular purpose. Soda cans. Professional sports teams. Designer sneakers. ...
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