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Weekly Contest #176
It had been seven long hours since he alighted in the rafters of the cabin bedroom. He waited until the couple was asleep, not wanting to frighten them considering what was to be discovered upon waking. To witness the beginning of the end was sacred and he delighted in being in his natural form. The silky black feathers, the light bones, and the heightened sense of sight, smell, and prophesy. His presence in these woods in his fowl form yesterday had allowed him to observe the fatal cut, tipping him off to his duties tonight, even before the...
Weekly Contest #175
“Ugh!” I grumbled as I sat in the half-filled courtroom. My mom leaned past my public defender to shoot daggers with her eyes. I just rolled mine and turned away to whisper, “This sucks!” quiet enough that she couldn’t hear. “There’s only four more cases before yours.” My public defender tried to reassure me that we were almost done. I knew my case would go quick, I was guilty and everyone knew it. Even without Jack Brown’s black eye and bloody nose, there were cameras at the school that saw the whole thing. So, we decided to pl...
Weekly Contest #171
She knew the moment she stepped into the not-quite-dingy apartment that it was the one. It wasn’t perfect, by any means, but it had good bones as they say. No hint was given to the realtor as he guided her through the dusty space; she kept her face neutral and serious. Four weeks later, the papers were signed and the keys handed over. Finally, she could begin. Within a week she had a crew hired and following the plans she had carefully drafted over the last month. One thing not lacking was vision. She knew exactly...
Weekly Contest #168
What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? “What do I do?” the frustrated words escaped her mouth in a whisper before she could stop them. Ainsly took a few steps down the crowded walkway of the platform after following the crowd exiting the train. She slowed to wait while the busy patrons rushed off to their next to-do. Once they all disappeared into the belly of the station, Ainsly found a bench in the middle of the railway area and sat down, gazing up at the curved steel beams supporting the massive station around the trains. Each set of...
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