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Submitted to Contest #181
It seemed the fortunes of Jason Morris resembled a mountain that reached into the sky. At the foot of it, were his failures and self-doubt. At the peak, would be his salvation. In his pursuit of justice for a wrong committed against him, Jason would be climbing all the way to the top!The BottomIn February, thousands of people celebrated in the city of Florianopolis, Brazil. Men and women flirted, drank, and danced gaily in its streets. For it was Carnival and the start of a brand-new year. Jason Morris had flown roughly 18 hours from Washing...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to the contest #150 entry: Kendall and the Kelenken.Jealousy is such a powerful emotion. Sometimes it makes us feel like we are not ourselves. Like we are having a bad day. That's how Martin Breesdale felt, especially after coming back from the dead!“So we’re not actually going to Ft. Destiny?” Kendall turned the key and started the ignition of the car.“Right, I had forgotten that most of the computers were destroyed,” Bo relaxed from his previous shock, “when the SCIF and PIOC were attacked.”“I know SCIF mean...
Submitted to Contest #150
Contains Violence, Adult Language and Themes, Reader Discretion is advised.Somewhere near the Blue Ridge Mountains. Thousands of electronic server raids hummed around a massive CPU. They processed disparate pieces of information until they created an algorithmic whole!Martin Breesdale’s khaki cargo shorts rubbed against some tall grass as he escorted his girlfriend over several large stones in a stream. Her white summer dress blended in with the birch trees above, whose green leaves and branches stirred from the currents of the wind. The you...
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