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Submitted to Contest #103
A blanket of grey clouds beckoned rain over the smog filled city of Yanville. The streets were barren save for the occasional cab going here and there, or wherever their passenger might beckon them on their way to a lifeless miserable job. As the cars drove their wipers would be persistently flowing, wiping away the sand and soot that permeated the air. The grayish light of the muted sun filtered through the filthy window of a fifth story apartment. The rays of cluttered brilliance landed lightly upon the face of Dana Kenith as she tossed an...
Submitted to Contest #48
Power is a heavy thing, everyone has felt this weight to some degree. Not many have felt power the way that young Thomas Coleman did. Thomas was born in 1862, he was a frightfully small baby and it was thought he would not live. In desperation his parents turned from doctor to doctor pleading for aid. In the end, out of sheer desperation, they turned to an old medicine man of the Cherokee tribe. He was able to save the boy but first the boy had to be marked by a firebrand. The brand was placed on his right shoulder. It was the image of the w...
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