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Weekly Contest #348
There was consciousness before there was awareness. A reception to new awakening, a perception, before there was even the knowledge or the language to know what was being perceived. The first start of anything that would be later remembered was a repeating sound. Beep…beep…beep. Mute and muffled, but harsh enough to start breaking through the veil of dream that was, growing louder and clearer slowly until there next came light. First a dim to a gradual bright, and then it wasn’t sound or light that was perceived, but something else entirely...
Weekly Contest #347
“They’re here!” The almoner shouted, barging through the outer door, his voice echoing through the open halls of the abbey. “They’re here! Grinswal is here!” Commotion followed. Monks left their tasks and followed the almoner. Some immediately concerned, some in need of answers, and some not yet knowing what the almoner meant. “Take it to the abbot,” answered a monk. “What’s going on?” asked the cantor. “Not the abbot, he’s busy,” countered the novice master. “Where are they?” asked another monk. “Take it to Mamot, he’ll know what to do...
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