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Submitted to Contest #339
He stood at the edge of the worn dock. Gazing into the dark lake, he watched his reflection wiggle, distort and warp his figure like a funhouse mirror. The setting sun's bright reddish-orange light reflected off the water and little waves. Carmen didn't know how he had come to be standing on the dock, or why he was there. Yet he felt like he was meant to be there, standing on that dock. A breeze rolled over the lake, skimming the surface of the water forming more little waves as it blew towards Carmen’s face. The cool breeze felt comforting ...
Submitted to Contest #336
“Jimmi, you go that way around the right side of the building. I’ll swing left.” Wolf whispered as they crouched behind their sedan. He slid his pistol from its shoulder holster and gave Jimmi a nod. Together, they crept away from the car. Rain came down hard, washing filth from the sidewalk—and the blood of the two goons who had tried to ambush them minutes earlier. The neon sign above the Red Basket Club hummed, its red and blue glow shimmering across puddles and wet pavement as they split toward opposite corners of the building. Wolf pres...
Submitted to Contest #332
Rune stood in the rain, enduring the cold, unrelenting pounding of water against his head and shoulders. It had been days of traveling through mountain passes, swamplands, and ancient, forgotten forests. Finally, he stood before the large wooden gates of Jalta. Its stone walls glistened, washed clean by the endless storm, while thunder reverberated through Rune’s chest and lightning gleamed off the wet ramparts.It was no mere chance he had come upon Jalta. The city had fallen silent, and he was sent to find the cause—and remove it. As he a...
Rune slowly opened the door to Faye's study within the Mages Guild. The heavy wooden door groaned as he pushed it into the room. "Faye?" he softly beckoned. "Are you in here?" Faye's study was a clutter of tomes, scrolls, and artifacts strewn across a huge, dark-colored oak table. She loved to read all the old tomes and the stories they held. This day she was not in her study; she had been down in the lower library grabbing some tomes about an ancient mage labyrinth. She was so consumed with her reading that she didn't see Rune standing i...
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