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Submitted to Contest #221
“I can’t get the blood out of my floor.” On the other line, Georgie was a mess. Mason could hear her sniffling and blubbering every time she opened her mouth. “Just– just use bleach or– fuck, I don’t know Mason– this is insane.” “It could be worse,” Mason answered, balancing the phone between her shoulder and her ear and she scrubbed at the carpet. The threads were bright red, and her towel was smeared with crimson. “He could’ve tripped on his shoelaces or something. Can’t imagine he’d live that down.” “He won’t be living shit down, Mason...
Submitted to Contest #217
Kit Alnwick had never seen a dragon. Asher Jasken from two towns over claimed that he’d seen three. “They’re big,” he’d told her, shoving his face toward hers. “Bigger than mountains. And their eyes– Alnwick, if you could see their eyes, you’d start screaming.” At the time, she’d scoffed and told him that he was full of shit. But then Emerson had come home from the fields. “Torched the whole season’s crop.” Emerson had her hands on the edge of the table, pressed firmly against the wood. “Couldn’t even salvage an ear.” Ki...
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