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Submitted to Contest #138
The dreams only continued to plague me more so. I had tried everything. Fasting, prayer and even attempting in vain to drown them with unwatered wine, but the entrance to the tunnels remained vivid in my mind's eye. I was the companion of a friend of the great Hugues de Payens. I gained his acquaintance a Christmas mass in Paris several years ago now. The choir was singing in chorus as his firm grip compressed my hand, candles flickered deep in his pupils and I could sense the greatness of the man. Word made it's way to us that Jerusalem ha...
Submitted to Contest #134
"Listen up!" The tour guide at the space museum announced with practiced authority. "Our friend, Burt, here has kindly tuned this telescope beside me on to the constellation of Sagittarius. The exciting thing about that is, Pluto is currently residing around the same location." A few groups of curious listeners began to wade over and take their turn.Will Beaumont was interested. He had been admiring the enormous Planet Earth replica that took up most of the first floor lobby and was peaking up here into the second floor through the large ope...
Submitted to Contest #133
Annie cracked the front door of her suburban home and let the first gust of nippy air rush passed her hooded head, red looping curls peered out around the her hood. The pinnacles of the trees in the neighborhood whirled wildly with the strong winter winds carrying with them much colder weather. A light sprinkle of rain only added to the bone chilling affect. Water logged leaves lay bunched up against Annie's front porch still soaking in the gutters run-off. The smell reminded Annie of her grandparents dirt floor basement in Iowa. Mr. Gi...
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