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Submitted to Contest #110
Sometimes she wondered if the old lady had been a spy or something. Something ridiculous, and something that would explain all the weird little tricks she knew because a librarian (as far as she understood the requirements for such a job) did not rely on one’s ability to voice act or understand Rutherford backscattering spectrometry or how to counter magnetic locks. Well, a once-a-librarian, now retired and… and now doing whatever she was also doing. Stormy grey eyes glanced over at Planty and realized that the singeing desert sun that...
Submitted to Contest #54
To use the words of her co-worker, it had become her guilty pleasure. Well, she guessed it was just friend now as the company shuttered its doors and windows with most of the rest of the world.She clutched in her hands her drug that emboldened her wanderlust that a many a facet of life had tried to subdue. With a giggle of all things, she slipped it over her head and laid back onto her bed.Her eyes opened just as her simulated breath puffed into the air that should have been freezing. Nigh impossibly tall, snow-laden pines towered above her,...
Submitted to Contest #52
She wasn’t sure how long she had laid there under the covers. She had pulled them over her head, wrapping them, molding them around her face so that only her nose and mouth was exposed to the cold air of her bedroom. Normally howls of wind and subtle creaks of buildings soothed her to sleep. On quiet nights, it was common for her to browse on her phone for a while to find the perfect ambience. Sometimes it was a windy desert, or rain, or the sounds of a night in a forest much farther south. Now, though, as she peeped out...
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