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Weekly Contest #346
For the first three days I had ignored what was happening around me. It was not very often that this road would be empty, but it had happened once before, when Mith’Rik had attacked the docks in Halestone. Most of the travelers had gone to defend the city and the battle had taken quite some time. Many lives were lost, but ultimately the travelers had come out victorious against the beast. Only a few days later my road was full of travelers wearing new armor crafted from the blue and green scales of Mith’Rik.But when some sort of event like t...
Weekly Contest #339
Jeremiah plopped on the couch, sending dust and strands of fur into the air around him. He needed a lint roller, or maybe to call a cleaner. Easier said than done these days.Milton lay on the couch just one cushion over, snoring and occasionally farting. A boxer. The dog kind. So peaceful. So… stinky.When are you going to start paying some bills around here? Jeremiah thought as he pulled his phone from his pocket and scrolled through job listing forums. It’d been three months since he’d been laid off. He was beyond the point of relaxation an...
Weekly Contest #337
Haley held the envelope in her hand as she parked her car next to the curb, bumping it with her wheels. She hadn’t let go of it the entire drive.It’d taken her two years to finally track him down. One to actually find him, and another to gather the courage to do anything about it.“One deep breath,” she told herself, turning the car off. “One deep breath and you open this door, and you walk up to the mailbox and drop this envelope in, and you’re done with it.”It took more than one. It was more like three or four. But finally, she opened the d...
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