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Submitted to Contest #167
I was staring at the red splatter on my palms, mesmerized. Some of it were tiny red beads, droplets on my skin that gleamed in the sunlight like diamonds; others have quickly turned into dark stains soaking my leather band. The screams were a distant, muffled sound, as if coming through dirty earbuds. But the voice in my head was loud and clear. "Finish him! He deserves to lose all the red drops." I closed my eyes, remembering, and a wave of hot fury washed over me. "Hello, I am Sarah", she said in a shaky voice. She held out her hand and sm...
Submitted to Contest #154
Dear daughter, You are now six years old. You are sitting on the floor next to me, listening to endless Russian skazki and drawing exquisite sketches of princesses. The remoteness and solitude of the place we live in trigger a unique combo of sadness and self-reflection. I will use the second as my main ingredient and the first as a grain of salt. I believe this to be a perfect recipe for a healthy piece of motherly life advice that I want to share. Today I want to tell you about the importance of daring. When I was a six-year old,...
Submitted to Contest #48
Albert lifts his glasses to rub his eyes. He proceeds to pinch himself and yelps. Nope, not a dream. Rob Con, aka The Magic Claw, stands just two isles down, swaying slightly. Albert has a mental flash of Falcon, teetering on the edge of the Elbow skyscraper, almost on the verge of losing… and then striking back, his motions graceful. Comic books are his everything. He has tons of them. Each and every shelf lining the walls is his treasure trove. The books are meticulously organized according to the series, the year, and the dimension. The...
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