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Weekly Contest #360
I let out a soft audible puff of smoke, the only sound except for sparse mating calls from insects, and it could still be seen in the air for some time before drifting up like a balloon. Dark stumps rose towards the sky; their green hands attempting to pet the stars. No fog, no clouds, no perversion in the perfect night sky besides a large, loving Moon and the bright blue Polaris. The stars flickered with a vivacity that echoed back down to us, preventing the simple act of rest. The land below them all tinted into a fair shade of melancholic...
Weekly Contest #359
The shatter of glass echoed through the small apartment. Each shard rang out with a note, building up into chords upon the carpet. Sangeet woke up but didn’t make a sound. He heard something shuffle in. But now silence. Under the blanket, he slowly stretched out his shoulders to roll onto the other side. One eye cracked open the slightest amount to observe the wreck. Light shone in from the open air only to reflect and dither along the shards. A car below honked its horn and Sangeet could hear it speed away, likely leaving marks on the gray...
Weekly Contest #334
CW: This story contains themes or mentions of physical violence, gore and sexual abuse My life laid out in front of me. I had always heard that happened but the reality didn't quite hit me until it happened. Frost bit upon the tips of my fingers as they dug into the mud around me. I wanted something to hold onto but the mud kept on slipping. My nose puckered and I breathed in and out through my mouth. It showed in the air. On the rolled out life, I first saw my childhood. My very very earliest memories were ones that I hadn't even remembered...
Weekly Contest #316
A blaze erupted from the match and it slowly brought out its light into the world. William bent over to light all four lanterns on the table. He looked out and admired his work with a smirk. Four chairs which he personally built and a table from the neighbor John. In William’s town, there was not very many people and so he made sure to be as friendly as possible to anyone who came by. William quite hated the table, always had. He found the edges unrefined and the craftsmanship shoddy. One of the corners stood up from an error in measuring. “...
Weekly Contest #305
The rooster awoke in a bed not his, to a body that also was not his. He stared into the square mirror (an installation in every other house in the exact same spot, six feet from the bed framed by a repetitive lavender wallpaper) and beheld this new body. The feathers stopped around where a human’s collarbone would linger and short fur cropped up down to the bottom of his vessel. His paws opened and closed restlessly, an acknowledgement of how this body would never truly be his. He got up from the bed and stretched. Each room was deliberately...
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