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Weekly Contest #365
ARRIVAL Rosalia watched the men hop onto the carriage driver’s seat and waited until they had galloped away from the river a fair distance. Satisfied they were far enough, she carefully embarked upon her brand-new wherry, set her travelling basket upon the wherry’s bottom boards, got close to one of the trunks, opened it and took out a small crossbow. She set a bolt and readied the triggering mechanism, set the weapon on the first wooden seat while she closed the trunk’s lid. Then, gathered the crossbow from the seat, setting it on her lap a...
Weekly Contest #317
TRAIN RIDE TO NEW ENGLAND John Hall left his apartment at seven in the morning and headed to the train station, a twenty-minute-walk away. He hurried through rows of streets, carrying a rectangular-shaped brown leather suitcase, often putting his left hand atop his grey bowler hat, preventing it from being whisked away by the wind. He was careful, walking as far away as possible from incoming carts, buggies and coaches, as he crossed a dozen streets, trying not to step on piles of horse dung. Cars sharing space with horses, sometimes caused...
Weekly Contest #315
Zigaresh had roamed the earth for millennia, not with the body she was born into, but as a small spray of mist, barely visible to most. She lingered in damp, dark, windless places, avoiding cold environments where she could freeze. To this physical expression she was bound as punishment for past crimes, convicted for breaking divine laws, of which she had not been aware of, or informed. At last, one thousand years later, the date to which another chance at life in a human body of her own, had finally come. Months before, she had left her da...
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