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Submitted to Contest #115
Once, when I was very young, my mother told me the story of a place called Hamathy. Now, Hamathy was a small town, more of a village, really, nestled deep in a faraway mountain range where the snow shone pure as starlight and sharp white peaks stood stark against the blinding blue of the sky. Hamathy's few streets were lined with fine wood houses, and though their windows sparkled with frost, inside each fireplace flames burned hot and high, and the people of the town were warm and safe and in the company of those that they loved. One day, t...
Submitted to Contest #105
In a stone-lined tunnel beneath a city that has long since faded to dust, a woman in a hooded cloak and a man in a fine silk tunic reached the bottom of a long flight of stairs and stopped to catch their breath. Well, just the man's breath, really. The woman, whose name was Vera, wasn't winded at all. After a minute, the man's breathing quieted, and he rose to his full height and strode over to Vera. "Thank you ever so much," he said, a grin lighting up his face. "For a minute there, I didn't think I'd make it." When she did not respond, ...
Submitted to Contest #104
"Are you coming tonight?" Lys looked up to see Thea's round, smiling face poking in through her tent's flap. "No, I think I'll just stay here. Have a quiet night in, you know." The smile disappeared. "What? I mean, I know I asked, but I was kidding! I didn't think you really wouldn't go." Lys gave her dearest friend a quizzical look. "Why are you so surprised? I've been talking about this for ages." "Well, yes, but it's one thing to talk, and another, much huger thing to just not go to the ritual we've been preparing for our whole lives!...
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