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Submitted to Contest #168
I watched out the window as the train wound through the lush winelands like a brilliant blue snake. Further ahead on the track, a tunnel stood with a gaping mouth ready to lead us into the vastness of the Great Karoo desert. Our starting point, Cape Town, now lay far behind us. I turned my focus from the golden framed scenery to the ipad on my lap, scrolling idly through an email that outlined my work assignment. I preferred to sit back and relax, but it always helped to be extra prepared. An older gentleman, who had claimed one of the plush...
Everything tastes like salt here. Marston is a salt mining town run by the Lion Salt Works. It’s about as exciting as it sounds. Nothing happens here. And when I say nothing, I mean it. Not in Marston, and not in all of Northwich. Until the day he trundled into town with his brightly-colored wagon that jingled and rattled with every step of the black and white draft horse that pulled it. One look at him told us he wasn’t from here-- from his long, dark hair tied back in intricate braids to the dragon tattoos that covered his forearms. ...
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