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Submitted to Contest #329
“Are you ready to get started?” Kelsey asked, leaning forward and putting her elbows on the round coffee table that was placed between her and Tim in the hotel suite. A ring light and a camera faced each of them across the table providing a perfect front facing camera shot for Kelsey and her interview subject.“As ready as I can be,” Tim said, adjusting himself to try and get comfortable in his chair given his cloven hooved legs and tail wedged through the back of the seat. The light was bright enough to squint, but he knew his eyes would adj...
Submitted to Contest #328
The only thing worse than the red hue was the cacophony of the klaxon alarms, now passing one solid minute of noise blaring through the cabin.“Silence that damn alarm, specialist!” Jim yelled over his shoulder as he continued scrolling through the touch screen monitor, trying to find what system had failed in the cramped crew capsule.“Copy that,” Buck scrolled through the screen on the other side of the cabin, finally finding the alarm module and clicked ‘silence all alarms.’ The alarms stopped blaring their noise through the cabin, but the...
Submitted to Contest #323
The man pushed open the door to St. Philips church, leaving cool outside evening and entering the narthex of the church. This entry marked his 19405th and last catholic church on a long list of active congregations. Timing alone had always been a chore, but not brutal. The man had planned carefully over a lifetime to attend as many masses as possible. Some masses weren’t even in English, although foreign tongues were not an issue for him. In one productive week, he heard 14 different languages. He spoke and understood many, including Latin u...
Submitted to Contest #322
“You’re late for work again, Whitney” my manager chirped at me, while perched on the end of my cubicle. His black feathers slightly ruffled. I swear, crows can nail the angry bird look far better than the other shapeshifters around the office.“I know, Blake, I already got a snide look from everyone else on my way over here, so you can save your reprimand for someone else.” It wasn’t just looks I had received on my way to my desk. I even heard Hester mumble something under her breath. I’ve never heard a bird be able to nail a heavy sigh, but ...
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