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Weekly Contest #365
The wood beneath her body was rough against her skin as Raiga joustled back and forth in the dark of the lonely prison wagon. She clutched her bound hands to her chest, protecting something infinitely more precious hidden beneath her dress. It was dirty and torn after days of running and hiding in the woods, but Raiga held her head high nonetheless. Even in the dirtiest of rags I would still be a princess. Even with a man with no royal blood in his veins on my throne, I am still a princess. The wagon finally stopped after what seemed like ho...
It took a few seconds to realize I was utterly and completely lost. I stood there, drenched in rainwater while the wind howled at me. My frozen fingers shook as they gripped the map I’d brought with me, rendered useless by the rainwater that had made the ink bleed into something that resembled the way my mascara looked a week ago. I didn’t understand what was wrong with me or what I was doing here a thousand miles from home trying to make it through three weeks on a budget of my last paycheck and four years of high school French. At least I ...
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