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Submitted to Contest #29
Celestine rubbed mindlessly at her unfocused, exhausted eyes; the honey scented candles propped around her burnt down almost to their wicks. She had to get this done; she had to finish the poem, otherwise she would miss her chance to say what she so needed for her heart to let up its oppressive aching. Love. That was what she was in, and out, and throughout. Love was all consuming, all being and omniscient in its pursuit of her. She was a plaything in its game, a pawn to move to it’s liking. Love had plucked her up in its flexing ever change...
Submitted to Contest #27
Myles tented his slim fingers together, pressing his fingertips together until they blossomed purple under the dim light from the train compartment light overhead. The light was yellow, not white, and put everything around him into sepia tones of brown, orange and tan. It was a boring carriage, as train carriages went. Unplumped cushions sluggishly slouched on the wooden benches and gold trim peeled at the signs affixed to the walls. ATTENTION! They declared, DO NOT LEAVE YOUR LUGGAGE BEHIND! That was all very good, Myles presumed, if you we...
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