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Submitted to Contest #336
This wouldn’t be my first rodeo on Earth. In fact, I am a seasoned traveler of this planet. It is one of the least interesting, most disgusting, and deeply disconnected planets a soul can choose to run around in wearing a meat suit. I know I sound arrogant right now, but some of us have better things to do in the cosmos than start over from human scratch—as a baby, wiggling our way into adulthood, only to be programmed by a parasitic society and later forced to deprogram ourselves just to remember why we came. What a colossal waste of time, ...
Submitted to Contest #335
Nova was a gentle creative soul. Nova led with her heart and her imagination.She had always felt things deeply, even before she knew how to name them. Her inner worldwas vast and alive, filled with color, feeling, memory, and quiet knowing. She trusted thatinner world more than anything outside of herself. It was where she felt most at home.One moonlit night, Nova set out into the cosmos.She didn’t have a map.She didn’t have a destination.She didn’t even have a question she needed answered.She simply felt the pull to wander.So she listened.S...
Submitted to Contest #334
When the Darkness Set InIt was terribly cold.Snow was falling, and it was almost dark.Not the gentle kind of snow that feels quiet and soft,but sharp, stinging flakes that struck the skinlike reminders that the body was still herewhether the mind wanted to be or not.The snow was ice-cold,like the feeling this darkness had cast into my heart.This was not the kind of dark that falls across the earthwhen the sun goes downand the world simply turns its face away from light.This was the kind of dark that sets inwhen you realize time has run out.T...
Submitted to Contest #333
Recipe for Disaster The first thing I noticed was the smell. Something sharp and bitter burning in the kitchen, curling its way down the hallway and into my chest like a warning I had already ignored too many times. It wasn’t the kind of smell that suggested dinner was ready. It was accusation. Heat without comfort. Evidence without witnesses. I was sitting on the floor with my back against the cabinet, knees drawn in, staring at the blackened coil of the stove as if it were staring back. There was a strange intimacy in watching something e...
Submitted to Contest #332
SHE BREATHED THROUGH THE RAIN by Ellen Tjaden Before I ever learned how to disappear emotionally, I learned how to disappear in water. I was small—too small to understand how fast an adult’s anger could turn dangerous—and I remember the moment the world slipped into silence as the water closed over my head. The shock, the weight, the helpless sinking. I didn’t have words for it then, but something inside me understood: breath was not guaranteed, safety was not guaranteed, being pulled back up was not guaranteed. Even after they dragged me ou...
The Mirror and the MazeA Reflection on Love, Shadow, and Awakening by Ellen Tjaden ©️2025 All Rights Reserved Chapter One — The Spark The night Orion met her, the world seemed to hold its breath. The city’s noise dulled to a hum, and every light shimmered as if aware of the moment unfolding. Elena was standing by a wall of framed photographs, looking at an image of the moon reflected on still water. The reflection was perfect—too perfect. He stood beside her without speaking, drawn by something he couldn’t name. “You see that?” she said sof...
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