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Weekly Contest #90
May 1925 She stood in the small clapboard house and watched as he planted the baby tree in the backyard. John had bought her that tree so that it could grow with the new baby they were going to bring into the world. Sarah rested her hand on the mound of her growing stomach and swore there had to be more than one inside. John wiped the soil onto his pants before he walked back into the house. He’d been a beautiful man with flame-red hair of the Scottish and eyes dark like his Italian mother. They’d met in grammar school and had only...
Weekly Contest #86
Deep inside the bright, sunlit woods stood a cabin made of black and twisted branches. The stone chimney pumped out blackened smoke most of the day. No one dared bother the inhabitant of the cabin as he toiled away under the heat of his fire. And that’s the way he liked it, for he did not need interactions or paltry problems of the creatures that stirred outside these walls. Stellan The Mighty, the last of the trolls, now hid away with his forge and metal as his only companions. He had long since s...
Weekly Contest #85
1821 This had been her family’s land since the moment they’d snuck aboard the boats for the new ground and hid away from the religious zealots. They had made friends with the Indigenous people since they were both outcasts from the colonizers. It was their place where mother earth spoke to them and where their magic was free. She’d come from a long line of hereditary witches and was proud to bring into the world one more. She rubbed her growing belly under her skirts and watched as the men she’d hired built the sweeping victorian h...
Weekly Contest #84
Day 365 I can see them crawling along the rough, gray walls like giant spiders with three heads. They taunt me, scream at me and watch my every move. Sometimes, they are black with huge, silver spikes protruding from their spindly bodies. And other times, they are yellow with shiny bodies that I can see my reflection. My once brown hair is now matted with streaks of white sewn through as evidence of the monster's effect on my sanity. My eyes, once a clear blue, are now cloudy, and my vision dull. I run a dirty, bloody finge...
Weekly Contest #83
Born of primordial chaos, It stepped out of the ancient sea and onto the primitive land. The Being looked around, confused at the sights and sounds that assaulted its new senses. The ground beneath Its feet felt course and was a clean, crisp tan in color. The water was warm, crystal clear blue, and full of prehistoric single-celled organisms. The air smelled sweet of flowers and salty water. Being stumbled inland towards two tall omnipotent beings. One had dark skin with black hair that curled down to its feet, and the other had transpa...
He stood on the edge cliff near the sea while the storm whipped around him, enraged and hostile---matched his mood. The lightning struck from the sky and met violently with the sand on the shore beneath him, causing the ground to shimmy under his feet. Maybe he should get in his lorry and head back towards his cottage on the west end of town. He’d left his job to pursue the craft that flowed within his heart, and when that hadn’t brought in enough money to suit his girlfriend, she’d left him with only a note. Then today, he’d met with a pote...
Weekly Contest #67
The salty-air blew through his long blonde locks as he stood on the bow of his ship. He stared out onto the horizon with his one good eye and plotted his course. He had been looking for this treasure for his entire life as a state-less pirate and knew he was coming close to the end of his tenure on the high seas. It was now or never. The treasure was said to contain piles of gold, silver, jewels from the farthest reaches of the globe and the one thing you desired most. He had searched for what had ...
Weekly Contest #65
When the worlds were molten, and violence reigned, there was only Smoke and Light. They battled for control of the universe and the souls of the creatures that grew within them. Smoke would take a victory only to be extinguished by the Light. For eons, this battle raged until a creature rose up, embraced the magic within itself, and was able to create a spell that held the Smoke inside a prison made of blood, sweat, magic, and bone. Smoke crept through the cracks of the prison and infected the hearts of Man, but mostly, the Light held contro...
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