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Submitted to Contest #91
From her perch behind the counter, Maggie sighed and counted the tables still occupied as the clock ticked toward closing. Two had just ordered, three were midway through their meal, and one was collecting his things to leave. The man placed cash on top of the receipt, a rare thing, and was wiping crumbs from his coat as Maggie went to clear the table. She took the coffee cup and plate and the man thanked her in an accent she didn’t recognize. He was oddly dressed, bright colors and intricate stitching. He had a large backpack and duffel bag...
Submitted to Contest #88
In the Land of Mor, the beloved King Arivan’s reign marked one of peace with the neighboring kingdoms, and his people prospered from the trade route he established through the western realms. His Queen, the Lady Revel, was loved as well while she lived, though she was cut down by a band of thieves who ransacked her traveling party several years prior. The King and their one son, the Prince Pheramin, a young teen at the time, mourned her loss greatly, and their sadness was that of the kingdom’s. The boy grew to be strong and keen, and th...
Submitted to Contest #77
The cabin was silent but for the soft crackling of embers in the hearth, and those glowing cinders gave scant light to the dark space as Daniel entered from the evening snowfall. He cleared his throat and wiped his cracked lips and long beard with a cloth that was once white. He shut the door behind him and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. Another wave of nausea came and he grabbed the doorknob to exit again, but the spell subsided. He let out a groan and felt the sweat on his forehead, the beads chilling him further. He had been ...
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