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Weekly Contest #349
The first rays of sun after days of rain shone across the battlefield. The quiet was broken by the chirping of birds, signalling safety from the rain, and the end of the intense commotion of battle. Bodies littered the plain. Heavy plated knights laid half sunken in the mud surrounded by dozens of unarmored soldiers. The enemy had come en masse, overpowering well trained knights with sheer quantity. Among the fallen laid a knight, battered and broken, yet still drawing breath. The Knight gasped as he awoke, choking up blood and muck as he l...
Weekly Contest #347
“Top of your class in the seminary I see.” Father Dolion of the Church of Saint Amathia spoke, casting his gaze down upon Brother Samuel. His spectacles sit high atop a strong roman nose making his eyes appear larger than they really were. He wore fine white robes, with a gold embroidered collar and sleeve cuffs. Brother Samuel could make out finely crafted sandals adorning his feet tucked beneath his robe. “Your superiors speak highly of your pastoral abilities and you have become a pillar of the tiny community of which you come from.” Fa...
Weekly Contest #346
Elias hefted his pole spear, set the band around his elbow and waited. He was ankle deep in muck and starving. He would be willing to go all the way into the muck, he would scour the bottom of the pond, if only to get something to eat. “Garo” Exactly the warning he was waiting for. Elias acted quickly, as the space around him shimmered and warped as he winked out of existence, quickly reappearing directly next to the croak of his companion. He launched the pole spear as the change happened, his timing getting better and better through months...
Weekly Contest #341
At the midnight hour, in a home no bigger than a shoebox, there lived a small metal man.He tick tick ticked away as he diligently worked. He was fashioning new pieces for himself, as he was always breaking.He was fixing the joints of his legs. He clicked one out of its socket and placed it on his workspace.More rust than he would have liked had started to build up, so he cleaned that.Then he noticed a few screws had stripped, so he placed in some new ones.He was growing weary at the rate he had to fix himself.Last week he coughed up a cloud ...
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