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Weekly Contest #245
Sabel sits at the bow of the lead vessel, leaning against the railing while reviewing her calculations. Her journal is her most prized possession. The making of paper is an arduous task, which her family reminds her of anytime they see her with the journal in hand. Each mark she makes is small and deliberate, and the journal itself she cares for tenderly. For years Sabel studied with Mathias as he tracked the course of the sun and moon and calculated their passage around the Osomark Ocean. Her family never would have made the journal f...
Weekly Contest #39
“See that one there? I think that’s the Phoenix. Like the bird that burns then gets reborn” He’s got that big old blue book in his lap. Its cover is a little dusty still, but Ben hasn’t set it down since he found it in an old box of our uncle’s stuff under the stairs. “Can't you see its wings? Right over there, by that other one that looks like a spoon.” He’s pointing but I can’t follow his finger. I still pretend like I can see it. Throw in a bunch of “oohs” and “aahs” just to keep him happy. He keeps flipping through the pages of the ...
Weekly Contest #38
It’s a beautiful morning. I look out the window and see that the sun is shining brilliantly and the birds are singing. I leave my room and head to the bathroom. Once I open the bathroom door I lower my head, and move to the sink to use it to brush my teeth and wash my face. I don’t raise my eyes when I’m done. Instead I just reach blindly for the towel. When I realize I can’t find it I simply leave the bathroom while drying my face with my shirt.The sun is already higher in the sky, and this time I only hear silence when I pass by the window...
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