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The war had gone on for three years. Conflict in seven different countries and destruction in three. I was on the front lines for two of those years. After that there was no way out. I was stuck. I was given control of a battalion in my third month as a soldier. I was in charge of twelve men and four women. They were the bravest soldiers I had ever met, and I was proud to call them mine. We saved city after town, people after people. We were considered heros to the civilians trapped in the clutches of evil. We were provided shelter and ...
Submitted to Contest #88
“My name is Fiona, nice to meet you!” That’s not my name. Tell the truth. My name is not Fiona, or Sienna, or Marlow. It’s Theodora. Theodora Tornsey. When my entire world is full of lies, that is my one truth. &nbs...
Submitted to Contest #87
“I am Sorin Weylen, god of mischief” No one ever liked him after he said those words, and no one ever liked him before he said those words. While he was the god of mischief, he was also the god of pranks, which, according to him, was vastly different then strictly mischief. He was also born the god of citrus, leather, ink, the number 7, and to his horror, rutabagas. Sorin Weylen hated rules and he hated mortals. Messing with them became a game of his, bribing Mayven, the goddess of weather, into sending down hail storms when there was a ...
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