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Submitted to Contest #288
“Run, get inside! It’s nearly on us!” My father’s voice barely carried across the yard through the din surrounding us. In the distance, I could see uprooted trees colliding with buildings, great clods of earth torn from their places and scattered to the wind. Over a mile away, and still its roar drowned out his voice at a hundred feet. He was standing at the door to the root cellar, beckoning me with one arm while holding the hatch with his other. The flimsy corrugated sheet steel wobbled and flapped as if it were made from crepe paper, bu...
Submitted to Contest #281
Dunwall. The sprawling capital city of Gristol, home to both royalty and industry alike. Naturally, I was more interested in the former. The Boyle family in particular.Every year, the Boyle sisters held a lavish masquerade ball and invited everyone who’s someone to partake. Though, none but the most discerning can tell who exactly these “someones” are. The triplets have made this fact the main attraction; the guest who manages to identify each of the three by name before dawn is promised a king’s ransom. For ten years I’d been invited to thi...
Submitted to Contest #279
8/16Starting a new journal. I lost the last one in the trailer of that semi. Guess I should’ve spent ten seconds to check my own pockets. But maybe it’s for the best. If there’s someone out there to find it, maybe it’ll bring them closer to me. But I can’t wait around here. Have to keep moving. 8/18I saw a deer today. A real, honest-to-God deer. Thought they’d all died out. Between the snow and ash, I haven’t seen a hint of green for miles. But there it stood, in all its shaggy, soggy glory. Not fifty feet away. If I’d had my rifle handy, th...
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