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Weekly Contest #64
It seemed as though they had been driving for days, but it had only been five hours. The twisting, narrow roads through the Transylvanian mountains prolonged the trip. Theresa could feel the knots in her stomach, but she wasn’t sure if it was from the long drive or the fact she just married a perfect stranger. Perhaps it was both. Nevertheless, the ride in the car could not possibly have made time seem to move any slower. The car traveled through a long tunnel through a widely set mountain. Before entering the tunnel, the sky was blue with n...
Weekly Contest #63
Ah! It is my favorite time of the year again. I have so longed for the days to fly back to the south, back to my home. I love to feel the wind beneath my wings as I glide through the endless sky. Nothing can stop me. I can float or fly or freely fumble and frolic about the sky. Nothing can slow me down, and I am perfectly free. At least, that is how I feel in the fleeting moment, and who is to tell me otherwise? The exhilaration overcomes my fears, and I am the most glorious being alive. I am on a joyous journey to my favorite place. I am on...
Weekly Contest #61
“Mira! I need your help up here in the attic please!” My grandmother called. I still couldn’t believe my grandmother had to sell her house. There were so many fond memories from my childhood there. Every which way I turned, there was some sort of memento or some object that brought back a glimpse of what it was like growing up in a house full of love. I remember when my father died, grandma took mom and me in to help with all of the bills. Now that my mother is dead, it seems like this house is the only thing left of her that I ...
Weekly Contest #60
The Pledge of the People to The Great Healer: On this day, the 8th of November, we mourn the losses of the Irreparable Despair, We remember the days of old and the time before now, We realize our faults, beg forgiveness for the past, and look forward to the new. We praise the Great Healer and all Her works. She is our great provider; the one true savior. The books say the world wasn’t always like this. They say that it once was cruel and dark and full of anger and hatred. I am glad I never had to live in that world. I don’t kno...
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