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Submitted to Contest #223
“Ugh,” Hanna uttered under her breath. Her laptop charger had escaped the wall outlet yet again, as it had four times before that same day. Or was it night? She could not tell. As far as she was concerned, the library was her home now, its grayish-tan walls and dusty bookshelves emitting a strangely hospitable aura. Stretching like a contortionist, she maneuvered the plug back into the inconveniently-placed wall outlet. The charging light turned orange, and Hanna leaned back in her chair and sighed in relief. She looked at her watch...
Submitted to Contest #143
Henry Fluffypaws did not feel like gardening that day. He’d woken up on the right side of the bed, next to his beautiful wife, and with the scent of flowers wafting into his window. He had absolutely no motivation to disturb the beautiful moment he was experiencing. But Mr. Marsden would want his hedges perfectly trimmed as usual. He sniffed angrily at Henry whenever there was a branch or two un-snipped. Hootie Marsden terrified Henry, and he did not dare disobey his wishes. So Henry took one last look at his sleeping wife, gave her a kiss o...
Submitted to Contest #138
“What IS that?” Callana exclaimed, pointing upwards. Borrin gasped. A large source of light crested over the horizon, something he had not seen except in memory. His skin felt cold, and goosebumps rose quickly on his arms and legs. He looked down, and saw his hands in an orange-yellow natural light that felt soft and warm on his cool-toned skin. “It’s… the Sun!” he said in dazed bewilderment, eyes wide at the ascending orb of burning light. The Sun was the great ball of light that had gone missing from their world when Borrin had been littl...
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