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Crystal Lewis

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The Ferryman

Weekly Contest #335

The Ferryman stood upon his golden-pearl boat, watching the worn, shimmering path that led to his riverbanks.The path wound through tall, whispering willows whose roots stretched down and drank deeply from the river, their glistening silver and emerald green tendrils shimmering with the waters of both forgetting and remembering. It was through the trees and along this path that the memories began shed, returning to the river to be seen by the souls once more before they vanished as if they had never been.The waters of the river itself were m...

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The Knight Who Wanted a Song

Weekly Contest #325

A cool, soft breeze gently danced through the Princess’ tower window as the sun began to rise up from the horizon. The breeze always felt strange upon her skin, so delicate and almost gossamer. The pink and purple pastels she wore suited her body though, and her long, long hair glittered like spun gold. The cold tiles always felt uncomfortable beneath her bare feet, for she was used to heat and warmth. She missed the feeling of warm sand with nothing between you and a blazing sun except hot air you could dance in. The forest in which she now...

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Let There Be Light

Weekly Contest #324

Ra watched the Nile River glittering orange and red as the Sun slowly left behind the World of the Living and descended into the Realm of the Dead.He used his oar to push his barge over the precipice and then sank into the deepness of the Underworld. The Nile flowed slowly and smoothly here, its waters darker, more ancient. While in the world above the Sun followed the flow of the Nile from a distance, here they almost touched as he travelled the long path through the Gateways of Night.The Sun here was dimmer, simmering down to faint a golde...

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Revenge is Best Served Chaotically

Weekly Contest #323

We felines have never forgotten that we were once worshipped. I firmly believe that is why those Egyptians had been so successful as humans. They had known the proper order of things. Cats first, humans second. My mistress seemed to remember that better than most. We lived together in a small place called an apartment that was unfortunately high up enough that even my great feline graces would not allow me to land adequately on my feet. But that was no mind. Why would I leave such a place where my every whim was catered for.The place was not...

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Complexities of Faith

Weekly Contest #321

Trying to keep this idiot from accidentally dying is making me rethink my immortality.I had spent the last 5 years of my immortal existence watching over this human, trying to keep him from dying before God’s allotted time.For the first few years it had been okay. A touch here, a twist there, a change in direction, a moment of enlightenment.Easy.Then two years ago, after “the incident,” it was like a switch had flipped. Nearly everyday, I was trying to prevent a cascade of events that would most likely lead to an untimely demise and thus an ...

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She Who Brings the Rain

Weekly Contest #320

Nobody seemed to notice that the rains came exactly when Miyo arrived in the small, rice paddy village of Minori. Nobody except Akira. *****Miyo floated in, signs of long travel apparent in her clothes and bearing. She bowed low when she greeted the first person on the street and asked where she could rest for the night. Minori had a large inn that catered for the traders and the workers that came when the rice was growing strong. The man she had deigned to speak to was a younger gentleman of the village. Even from a distance, the look Akira...

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The Princess and the Dragon

Weekly Contest #319

The beating of her horse’s hooves thundered down the road as they sped faster than the wind towards the distant mountain, her fine silver armour clinking faintly.Her long, golden hair streamed out behind her, her helmet forgotten in her bag. Upon her hip jangled an arming sword, a tear-shaped ruby glinting on its pommel. Her family’s sword, entrusted to the eldest child, whether boy or girl. Her father, the King, had given it to her for this very mission, for the sword was a slayer of dragons.Dragons had once ravaged the land until the brave...

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Kingdom

Weekly Contest #250

The glittering ballroom gleamed in all its splendour. The graceful, black and silver marbled columns framed the broad dancefloor where couples danced in all their trappings of grandeur. Trailing vines wound around the pillars and the edges of the gallery that ran around the ballroom, allowing people to gaze upon those below. The Kingdom had spared no expense for this, the grandest of balls for their beloved Princess. She was to be betrothed to the powerful King of a neighbouring Kingdom: an alliance to protect them. The Princess herself was...

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The Wind in the Willows (of Night and Stars)

Weekly Contest #248

The night sky was darkest black velvet, sprinkled with the glittering of stars held together by milky threads. In the centre of this night sky she hung, full and a luminous silvery-blue. He stood there, waiting under their favourite tree – a willow.His skin was bronzed, his figure tall and light yet muscular. He wore clothes of dappled greens and browns like a rich, forest loam and a gentle breeze seemed to roll around him, caressing him lovingly, gently waving his long, earthy brown hair. But it was his eyes that were the most captivating. ...

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The African Council

Weekly Contest #186

“I call to order this Council…” “Oh, stop with the formalities, Ron.” “Don’t you stick your long neck into it, Gary. I was nominated as the Council Leader so butt out.” “At least Gary’s nose isn’t all turned up and nosing in everything.” “It is a horn. I can’t smell with it and I can’t help its shape.” “It’s still there isn’t it, big and on display though, like a giant nose sticking into things.” “Oh, you’re one to talk, Elbert. What about that monstrosity on your face you like flinging about.” “This will be so much fun, Vida.” “Oh, yes, ...

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Excalibur

Weekly Contest #154

“To many-towered Camelot” -        Alfred Lord Tennyson “The Lady of Shalott” The hilt gleamed golden as it rested against the darkness of the throne. Its pommel was shaped like that of a lion, proud mane and proud gaze. The quillons were engraved with vines, the hilt wrapped in worn, red-brown leather. The blade gleamed silver, sharp and almost glowing with an unnatural brilliance. Engraved into the center of the blade was a single word: Excalibur. A man sat upon the throne; lithe, athletic body, eb...

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Terrence & Socks

In a small city suburb there stood two houses side by side. Both had large backyards and each were enclosed by tall fences with wide metal tops. Both had nicely kept green lawns and each had small trees and shrubbery running alongside the fences. House number 32 contained a large, red and black kennel and it was home to a family of four humans, two adults and two children. The fifth member of the family was a dog called Terrence. Terrence was a Boxer dog with light brown fur and a white belly. His three greatest loves were playing, food of a...

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Selene

Weekly Contest #151

I visited her at night as always, travelling to the Mountains, tall and dark like a looming beast.I walked to a hidden cleft marked only by a blanket of blossoming Moonflowers. At the base lay silvered, black doors that only opened when the sun’s heat was long gone.With a wordless gesture, it opened and I strode into the welcoming light. Soft, plush grass carpeted a ground of hard, cold rock. Lights were festooned into the walls and glowed with a bright, yet cold light.I strode through the corridor until it widened into a vast library with h...

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Returning

Weekly Contest #68

It had been twenty-four years since she’d last seen it, but the place looked exactly the same. It was surprising, when the world around it had changed so much. But here it was, untouched, unchanged, as though time didn’t exist here.   Perhaps it didn’t.   I could feel something here, something I had felt as a child. It was a warm feeling, a soft, soothing feeling like a warm presence was wrapped around you and holding you close. The place seemed to be held in a curious crossing of all the s...

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Knight's Assassin

Weekly Contest #67

The bright, colorful gaiety of the festival was at stark contrast with my mission here. The crowds of adoring people cheered at their King as he appeared on the stage. The people in the city of Sunderra loved their King, loved the riches he gave them, loved the gloriousness of their city that was visited by people near and far and gazed upon in wonder. In their eyes, the King and his court could do no wrong.They were all blind fools.I made my way through the crowd, the vial I held in my pocket weighing heavily, although it was only small. Bo...

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