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Submitted to Contest #308
They called her the Spider Lady. Not very inventive, but they weren’t a creative bunch. Her real name was Frida. No one knew Frida’s age or how long she’d lived in the town, for they never asked her. But they knew she was old. Her skin was creased, and her hair was the color of the threads that wrapped around the golden corn that grew along the roads each year. It was a pale-yellow white. She lived in a large house at the edge of town. It was the first thing you saw when you came into town, and if you ever left, it would be the last thing yo...
Submitted to Contest #291
Saffron could feel the light on her face. She looked at the back of her eyelids. They looked red from the inside. She could feel her heart swell with contentedness. For once, she felt so happy to feel the sun on her face. To feel the soft warmth of spring. Bright and clear and yellow. The perfect day. Saffron opened her eyes and blinked. She touched the space beside her. Empty, yet still warm. Lysander had gotten up. She picked up her head and looked over her shoulder to the creek behind her. He was there, crouched alongside the water, touc...
Submitted to Contest #284
It was the summer before college, when the world seemed to lay out in front of her, just waiting to be walked upon. Any path, in any direction, could be hers. Ava was young and grown up all at the same time and she was ready to have adventures. It was the year 2000 and the world hadn’t ended, as predicted. Anything was possible. She was going to visit her friend Ryan. Ryan was a girl who never missed an opportunity to tell people her name meant “descendant of the king”. She thought she was so cool for having a boy’s name. Ava thought it was ...
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