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Heather I Garnet

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not a hero, after all

Weekly Contest #316

*trigger warning for light violence* Superheroes don’t have their own websites, but if they did, my bio would have read: “Flight girl by day. Bookworm by night.”I’m Vayu, flight girl, and I never let anything get in the way of my missions… usually.The day I met him, I didn’t know it would be sooo easy.Earlier, I’d had a meeting with my boss, Ko, to discuss “something,” my pager vaguely read.Ko opened the door of her office herself when I knocked.“Welcome,” her deep, gravelly voice resounded. Ko wore her regular purple bodysuit. Once again, I...

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Do Not Disturb

Weekly Contest #313

Bob Yoo closed his car door with a soft, “Bang.” Sun squinted through the clouds, warming his skin. Not a proper winter, but better than the fall chill of New York, Bob grunted. He had barely escaped the winter snow. Now it was almost spring. Bob’s leather work shoes trotted up the flower-lined pathway to the black door of his home. His eyes found the newspaper perched on his doorstep. He bent to pick it up and take off his shoes. He straightened, pulled the key out from his pocket, and unlocked the door. Alfredo, his Australian Terrier...

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City Crimes

The thunder strikes the pillar. Light blinds my eyes and I look away. The wind whips around me as I hang there in the chilly air, my tired arms finally slipping from the black tungsten surface. Maybe I am wrong. Maybe the prophecy didn’t mean anything after all. (credit: Unsplash)* * *The pillar is always guarded by the top samurai. I remember asking my father why they would just stand there when there was nothing to do. He would respond, Karusho, it’s not that they are doing nothing, but that they make sure nothing will ever touch tha...

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Amayah, the water god

It smelled of hot fresh herbs and fruit in the kitchen. Amayah carefully placed perfectly iced catnip cupcakes onto a platter. She was exactly two minutes away from her birthday. Cats could not have tea, she knew that- but she'd prepared a fruity version. She could see the hands ticking ever closer to the 2 o'clock mark on her watch. She had been born in a small Munich hospital on February 24th, 1992, and she's turning 40. Her cats slouched on smooth satin cushions in her dining room amidst her rich decorations. Today, they were her tea comp...

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Sunshine Academy

Diego knew he started the day off wrong. It began with the black and white spice covering the yellow scrambled eggs like a small dust pile. In his haste, Diego had vigorously shook the canister and the white lid had popped off, creating a small cloud and resettling until it cleared and his eggs were newly decorated.  It began also when he couldn’t find his lab report. It wasn’t buried underneath his reptile cage, it wasn’t on top of his fan, it wasn’t in the mailbox either. It wasn’t in any of the usual places, and he had checked the ...

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look into my eyes and see

Weekly Contest #81

Abby set a plate down with a soft thud smoothing out the wrinkles of a satin white napkin. She adjusted the triangle shape observing stark white and deep wine red contrasting each other. She wanted the guilt to wash away from her face. She glanced up as a breeze brushed, the cool tendril of air sweeping across the city as dusk began to call. She walked into her kitchen, snatching a lighter to make flames dance and create shadows against her outdoor creation. He might not even be here tonight. She visioned him coming into the kitchen and brow...

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