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Submitted to Contest #187
Warning: This story contains strong language and concepts of death. Breaks Reaching down, I struggled to grab the remote. I was lying on a chesterfield sofa, the remote just out of reach. The fucking Druid had knocked it down. I was a rather irritable young man, and The Druid was my cat. I grabbed it, balanced, toppled, slid down. There was a soft thump. I rolled my eyes. I sat up and stared into empty space, my fingers moving in the usual fashion on the remote, a woman starting to speak in a matter-of-factly sort of way from above. ...
Submitted to Contest #143
The fire crackled merrily in the distance, it's flames casting long shadows between the trees that reached until where Klaus was standing. Fiddling with something in the semi-dark, the teenager wasn't paying attention to his surroundings at all. Low voices washed over to him with the wind, talking of haunted huts and lost children. Every now and again gasps could be heard, or a faint whimper.Klaus had been here a lot in his life, and knew these woods like the back of his hand – if it hadn't been for his over-enthusiastic dad he would never h...
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