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Submitted to Contest #288
The wind had been whispering warnings all day. At first, it was just a restless breeze, rustling the brittle leaves that clung stubbornly to their branches. By afternoon, the sky had darkened into a moody shade of gray, and the air smelled thick—like damp earth and something electric, something waiting.Inside the small house on the edge of the marsh, Eliza moved through the rooms, securing windows and lighting candles. The power always flickered during storms out here, and she wasn’t about to be caught unprepared. The old place groaned again...
Submitted to Contest #287
The night had come early, cloaking the world outside in a heavy gray darkness. Eleanor sat at the kitchen table, cradling her favorite cup, the delicate porcelain warm against her cold fingers. She inhaled deeply, letting the scent of freshly brewed Earl Grey settle into her chest, a small comfort on a night that felt too heavy. Across from her, Daniel sat, his eyes distant, tired. He hadn't looked at her once since he entered the room. Eleanor's heart tightened. He was carrying something—something she could see but couldn't reach. She set h...
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