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Weekly Contest #358
“I have to stop at the lab.” The boy was not convinced, puckering his small lips and tossing his tablet aside. “I thought you said that you wouldn’t slay demons anymore.” Artemis paused behind the steering wheel, contemplating what to tell her son. She faked a smile at Lucas, putting forth her words carefully for the young child to digest. Of course, he saw through her lies; covered in black blood, tattered clothes, sweat, and a stop to the lab after a mysterious house? This was the schedule of a slaying, and young Lucas was no dummy. She ...
“Ruth! What in the gods' names are you doing here?” I was folded like a tablecloth, pinned to the corner of the room. The carpet was a light mocha covered in dust. Silver hairs of lint twirled in the air. Dimming rays of the sun highlighted each one. Thicker than molasses, the air clogged my throat, which was already closing in. Pockets of sweat made my arms glide across my skin. I decided to press down on my teeth rather than biting my tongue. I didn’t know how long I would be trapped in a nightmare like this. Might as well not lose my tong...
Weekly Contest #357
“Surprising to see you here.” Drifting my fingers along the couch, I couldn’t help but stare into the manor where I could have grown up. Besides us, the only living thing in Ariadne was grandmother’s purple anemones crowding along the castle's exterior. Stems of the purple anemones were long bodies of black snakes, and each of its four sepals was a snake head with purple, bejeweled eyes. Every night they bloomed to life and closed their eyelids under the hazy, blood-red sun and bursting nebulas that adorned Nehpthy’s skyscape. Ariadne was f...
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