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Weekly Contest #105
For all my life as a grim reaper, I seek for souls and toss them to either heaven or hell. It is truly a tough job. I have been to various places and met various religions, none of them really interested me or left me with any deep impression. However, there was this one particular place that I have been wondering inside recently that seemed to sear my insides. It is impossible for me to forgot this story. I know I shouldn’t really lose focus in my work of this repeatedly, tedious, soul collecting, soul judgement and soul tossing...
Weekly Contest #88
When the boy woke up, he found himself lying on the bank of a seashore. The waves gently swayed and moved around him, as if holding on to something important. The boy straightened his head and glanced toward the sky. The sunset here was dazzlingly beautiful, showing a gradual change from the color orange to pink little by little just like the color spilled on the orange flavored ice cream after mixing strawberry jam with milk. Well, I haven't eaten ice-cream for a long time, the boy thought with a small shrug. With th...
Weekly Contest #84
This is the one and the only place that I have no desire to recall, there lived not so long ago some men who had spent their entire lives in imprisonment inside this bunker. The bunker was an ancient building which was nearly falling apart when I first saw it. There was a couple of lances laying near the pathway toward the bunker, a skinny horse, and a grey, skinny hound who could barely chase a rabbit. The odor was unendurable, it smelled like a mixture of rotten flesh and heavily burnt coal. Scraps of food and other refuse piled agai...
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