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Submitted to Contest #52
Karina noticed the streetlamp wink out at the top of the hill. They had already been lit by the time Helena and she had left the university building to head home, but they should not be turning off again for another 18 hours at the very least. The cone of the darkness it left behind left an impression on Karina, like it had a weight in her vision. “Hey Karina, what’s up?” She let out an involuntary squeal and practically leapt a foot to the left. Helena stood at her side, at first with a confused expression then the beginnings of laughter....
Submitted to Contest #51
The old man stood in the plaza. The space was teeming with all kinds; humans, elves, catfolk and more. If a race could be reasoned with, you could find it here, at the Crystal Plaza. And yet, the old man was alone. He had come here alone, for all his friends had passed away many years ago. Many were friendly towards him, for who he was, what he had accomplished and who his friends had been, but he had made no new bonds since their passing. It was, in part, a choice but also a failing of his. He had been to the plaza before, but never had he...
Submitted to Contest #50
In the distance, a plume of fire leapt from the tip of a smokestack. Black, greasy smoke followed it for a few moments before subsiding. Agent Daniel Burgen glanced at the industrial exhalation as he waited for his partner’s next direction, hands on the wheel. “They’re turning to the left up ahead.” Agent Rebecca Londo said and indicated the turning with a pointed finger. “They’re not the only ones to take that turn, so just drive as-is.” “Roger.” Burgen replied and set the indicator. The civilian-looking hover-speeder took the turning wi...
Submitted to Contest #47
“Anything else, honey?” My mother asks. There is one thing I have to tell you guys. I almost say it. It is at the tip of my tongue. But my gut twists and it never makes the leap. “Nah, I’m good. Have a good evening, mum.” I say instead. I hope she does not notice the waver in my voice. A small part of me hopes that she does. The call closes and I put the phone down, looking at the black rectangle for a moment, wondering why I did not say it this time either. There is not much time left. On my table is the eviction notice; this is the...
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