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Submitted to Contest #294
To the Magus Azdromel,His Eminence King Serix, Ruler of Vestria and Lord Protector of the Outer Regions, issues you a summons to appear in his courtroom no later than seven days' time. Your assistance is required for a matter of utmost delicacy and urgency, one which may not be conveyed in ink. Being that this is an official summons, you may forgo the customary presenting of a gift or gifts to his Royal Highness upon entry to the palace. His Majesty understands the constraints of his summons, and has graciously pardoned you for this occasion...
Sola was more than just a dog. She was my friend, my family. She was a therapist who would listen to my rantings when my mom didn’t answer her phone. She was a healer to my soul, caressing my tears away with sweet kisses. She was a burglar at times as well, as the trash-can will attest. But she was everything to me, and in one single moment it’s all changed. It’s been a week since Sola passed, and I have yet to clear out her things. Mom says it will be better to box it all up now so I can start healing, but I just can’t. I know it won’...
Submitted to Contest #151
I had heard many things about George McDonough from the cowboys that wandered into the bar. Their late night purchases loosened their lips, spilling story after story about the rugged, ruthless killer with the yellow-grip pistol. Bill was one of my regulars who had actually seen George, and despite his knack for embellishment he never ceased to hold my attention during his narration. “Oh yeah, I saw ol’ George ‘bout two hundred miles back. Scared me half...
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