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Submitted to Contest #189
It was so terribly cold. Snow was falling, and it was almost dark. As I rounded the last bend in the trail, the wind picked up in my face. I put my head down, determined to glide my skis right to the van. I pumped my arms until they burned as I maintained my balance, soaring in the tracks I had laid down on my way out. My core was sweating under all my layers, but my fingers, toes, and face were numb. I couldn’t wait to feel my seat heaters. The van was perfect for our skis, ...
Submitted to Contest #188
“So, what’s the catch?” I thought to ask them. “You can’t look in the trunk, and you can’t be late,” the big one replied quickly. The little one looked up at him and he shut up, his head seeming to retreat into his immense shoulders. I figured that the little one must be Vince’s right-hand man. The little one explained, “We need a solid guy to drive our cargo.” So smooth with his steel grey eyes. Hypnotic. “Our cargo is valuable, and so is our car. We need you to get it to San Fran within 48 hours while staying under the radar. And you...
Submitted to Contest #187
I woke up outside of my car with the feeling that something was licking my face. I struggled to open my eyes, to move. My body didn’t feel like my own anymore. Signals from my brain weren’t having any impact. ‘Stop licking my face! Your breath really stinks!’ I thought. Whatever it was, it was sitting right on my chest, very persistently licking my mouth. It took all my effort, but I managed to open my eyes. The licking stopped. I was staring at an enormous black cat with golden eyes. Where’s the deer? It all happened so fast. O...
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