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Weekly Contest #364
2020, Boston, Massachusetts The blood on the pavement wasn’t mine. It belonged to the woman who lay next to me, eyes glazed over. Wet earth mixed with the metallic stink of blood. That woman was my sister. Her gaze was fixed on the cloudy sky, face permanently slack and lifeless. The rain fell as ruthless bullets, and the storm drain sucked up the blood greedily. My hands wouldn’t stop shaking. I’d broken something. Maybe a law. Maybe an oath. Maybe one of the gods. I stared up at the stormy sky until I was convinced I’d fused with the aspha...
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