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Weekly Contest #349
The first time Harrison hears a bird call, he wants to silence it immediately. It isn’t the bright chirps he had always imagined hearing, this was more of a screech than a song. Though perhaps it was fitting, as this wasn’t how he imagined his first moments outside the Dome either. He had pictured something beautiful, finally stepping outside the facility he’d been born into and seeing a blue sky, feeling sunlight on his skin, as doves or robins or any type of bird swooped ahead, riding a sweet breeze over golden fields. No more bulky headse...
Weekly Contest #347
The bare November trees were hard and cold as Billy knocked his head back against one to keep from snapping at Robin. She had stopped her slow pace to stare at the map, and sighing again for the thousandth time that day, Billy waited for her to continue leading them through the woods. Her small hands peek out from her giant coat and tightly grip the paper map. The wind seems intent on preventing her from reading it, folding it over in her hands, but she resolutely sniffs and flips it back open, while Billy shivers. That cursed map had been ...
Weekly Contest #345
The whistle of the steam locomotive was softened from inside the passenger car. Departure was imminent, and this evening was already shaping up to be a tense one. The steward had a bit too much to drink, again, and was sleeping it off in the baggage car. Molly was assigned to temporarily take over his position, solely because she was the first maid the conductor had seen after that reprimand. Molly pushed the steward’s tea trolley to the few cabins that held passengers, knocking neatly on their door if the blinds were still up to offer an ev...
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