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Submitted to Contest #324
The witch at present was very old, although she had been older. Many lines creased her face and the palms of her hands. Over these, she saw hazy traces of other palms, with forks and stories of their own. What had she been before this iteration: a fortune teller hawking her gifts in Brighton? She’d been more than she was; she knew it. Her finger found again her lifeline, traced the star and the break that worried her. Sure, she’d seen ninety years. Longer, the witch supposed, than she deserved. “The end is nigh,” she intoned in the dramati...
Shortlisted for Contest #316 ⭐️
MASK By the time Jaxon was finally airborne, that old anger tic in his cheek had begun to work. All morning, everything that could go wrong had gone wrong: from the air shuttle landing at the wrong helipad, to his place in the aeropod queue mistakenly moved from high priority to low, to the inept takeoff of the pod just before his– a barista’s rental. “Coffee Cop: We Perk and Serve,” read the magnet, hastily slapped onto the door. Coffee Cop. What a name. Probably chosen by those who had forgotten what a real cop was, picked because it was...
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