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Submitted to Contest #89
He held the bronze key in the blinding sunlight with his greyed-fingers. The light shown through the small loop at the head of the key. “Small thing” he muttered under his breath as he twirled the key, eyeing it with almost a sense of sorrow. “Ah, well.” He lowered his arm and tenderly placed the key on the layer of cement that he had just lathered onto the brick. Lightly pressing it into the wet cement, Ernest eyed longingly at the key, now just cushioned by the cement. His nerves hesitated and made him restless. His lips began to quiv...
Submitted to Contest #85
Old Station North - 1940 The delicate song of piano keys rung out through the hall of the station as he began playing. The ceiling was gold-tiled, exquisite and undoubtedly gilded, as was the city. Grand ornate arches kept the roof up while the sleek marble floors never dried up and were constantly polished. The harmonics proved by the great curved ceiling made the notes of the piano bounce off down to ears of the crowds below who all gathered to watch him. He and his band’s train had been delayed; and so, what else was there to do but play?...
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