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Weekly Contest #277
Honestly, why am I here? Humans really are so thick, aren't they? If I absolutely must spell it out for you then at least bring me a cup of tea. Milk, one sugar. Excellent. No keep the saucer, I'm not that dainty, goodness. Can I ask why we’re meeting on a school oval? Oh I wouldn't fit in your interrogation rooms? What do you need, more government funding? Sitting on the ground is a bit primitive, isn’t it? Alright calm down, relax. My word, you’re the fiesty one, I can tell. Yes, let me share my side, please. Sit down, your pressuring me t...
Weekly Contest #274
The phone broke through the evening stillness like a foghorn, making Sarah jolt. She dropped the teacup on the bench with a delicate clatter. Confused, she spun around and peered towards the grandfather clock across the room, its stained timbers shining by the light of the lamp. The golden hands ticked gently, the small hand just passing the seven and the big hand about to touch the three. Besides the buzzing telephone, her living room was serene and dark, like a photograph. Who would be ringing at this hour on a Friday night? She dried her ...
Weekly Contest #272
Fin's feet thumped heavily on the damp soil beneath his feet. Billows of condensation poured from his nose as the temperature around him plummeted. He had run so far away from the shadowy man, gaining a good lead on him, but turning over his right shoulder he saw the man had not let up. Fin chuckled and stomped his feet in excitement forging ahead into the dark, icy evening. The cave opened like a spire above his head, starting with the hard grey marble at his feet, rising higher and higher until all above-ground life folded away. He hoped t...
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