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Weekly Contest #341
“This way?” “No, go a bit lower. Try to follow through with your arms, see?” The bowling ball was heavy. Heavier than any I’d remembered holding on to for the last three years. His arms steadied mine, and that smell of laundry left to dry in the sun came back to me. An older brother’s support – Peter’s. Slowly, he lets go of the thing and allows me to try shooting for the pins. Gutter ball. “You’re stupid!” A light smack followed the words to the back of my head. Then came the lines from a script, worn and creased at its edges, “Se...
The dry heaves of the dark and necrotic giant – I had used a terrible force to strike him down, leaving him draining reds over soft snow. I’d been lucky; and luck the fool’s folly, with I the grandest dullard. Coated on his face was the crimson yolk that flowed from where the skull had hit his ground, hiding the look of rage I knew pointed at me. I stared back at this towering titan fallen now and did nothing but stare. Yes, I was sure that this one had become mad and little more than beast but still there were consequences for slaying a go...
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