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Submitted to Contest #318
My ancestors probably rolled over in their graves when I took the little thing in, but what can I say? They were stuffy old reptiles—too preoccupied with hoarding treasures and chomping princesses to understand that their era had passed them by. It’s all about being stylish these days. And chomping a one-year-old princess is NOT stylish, no matter what they tell you. Don’t get me wrong: the way my villagers fled after dumping the blue-eyed child on the doorstep of my cave put a nice glow in my bowels. The whispers and sidelong looks, the ran...
Submitted to Contest #317
Take my advice: if some withered old lady knitting a blanket offers you the chance to witness history firsthand, don’t take her up on it. She might be serious. And the assurance that the last stroke of midnight will transport you back to your own bedroom is of very little comfort when you’re running for your life down a dark street pursued by thugs. For one thing, there aren’t any clocks here. My sneakers make very little noise on the dark cobbled street and when I look over my shoulder, I can see my footprints in the loose grey silt. It’s p...
Submitted to Contest #306
DAY 0, 2525 - THE FIRE PLAINSThey say plants once covered the Fire Plains. I find it hard to believe that this hellish expanse of lava flows and fiery geysers and red sand could ever have supported life as delicate as flowers—for one thing, there would need to be a water source. But the soldiers treasure this fantasy, much as they treasure the stories of salamanders. From what I’m seeing on our flight in, this planet seems to deal exclusively in reds and oranges and I expect when I finally do see one of these creatures, it shall be brown at ...
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