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Submitted to Contest #44
In a century, the cruise never stays in the same location twice.It arrives every midnight unannounced and stays open for the whole night, accommodating visitors with their entertaining acts and huge features almost too surreal to forget.The day is still far too earlyㅡ the cruise does not leave the port yet. Once the ship is filled with passengers, it leaves without warning, moving from one place to another during its allotted time for show.It makes an appearance and vanishes silently.The place in the port where it docked is nothing more but ...
She has been dead for nearly a decade.Or maybe it was six years or so. Truth is, she already lost count. All she knows is that she is still breathing and alive, yet dead, unfortunately, and will remain in this place until she disappears into nothing.A little dust in a huge pit. Easy to discard, easy to throw away.In this pit, time does not really matter, to say the least. Souls pitifully waiting for the remained to forget their mere existence before they vanish and die happily ever after. Until they reach their end's end, life is of no ...
Blood.There was blood flowing from his back to the palms of his hands as he felt another strike. It sent jolts to his body, tearing his flesh as the tip ran through his wounds. The guard was skilled in handling the whip, he noted, feeling the sharp lash on his shoulder, missing his left ear by a few centimeters. The sound resonated and he hissed in pain, biting his lips until he could taste agony and metal all mixed in one."Who sent you?" a voice boomed, repeating the same words over and over again. He received another whip for his silence, ...
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