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Submitted to Contest #339
The room was heaving. Surprising considering it was just an industry party on a Wednesday night. A few free drinks she thought, an outing for the new dress she had no need to buy and back home via the drive-thru. Perfect midweek night out. She was worried things were getting a bit stale at home on the sofa, tonight would brush off the cobwebs. Having Connor as a roommate, had brought a joy to her everyday she could never have expected. She was less convinced about her and Seb stepping out in public together, but the three of them had become ...
Submitted to Contest #247
Wednesday 04/17/2067: I couldn’t quite believe my luck today! The sky was clear and sun was bright which meant exceptionally clear (and slightly warmer) waters! Definitely the best the conditions I’ve had the week I’ve been here. The detail on the outside of the building is truly incredible for its time period and considering how long it’s been submerged. I believe it was a significant building to the community based on the love and effort that’s gone into its craft. The clarity meant I was able to make copies of the symbols I’d noted c...
Submitted to Contest #246
The joints of the swing tensed as she eased herself into the seat, gently releasing her body weight to avoid the whole thing giving way and both her and the chains hitting the wood chip below. She looked up at the iron links as she gingerly lifted her feet from the floor to the air, her shoulder length grey hair falling behind her and the cool air of the night brushed the back of her neck. She felt her 70 years begin to trickle away as she slowly began to swing back at forth. Suddenly she was 8 again, feeling the wind in her face and the lur...
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