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Weekly Contest #337
She stood beneath the cherry blossom, wearing her wings.Just like the tree, she stood alone among a meadow of sprawling white flowers.Her wings faded as I approached her from behind. She turned her head, silver hair undulating in the wind.‘GoblinSlayer686’ floated above her head. “What’s wrong? Too scared to fly today, Dee?” I teased. “Why do I need to fly when I’ve got you to carry me, Reid.”She stuck her tongue out, then started laughing. Then she transformed her face into a troll. “Hey Dee, don’t forget our avatars are replicas of our tru...
Weekly Contest #336
“So Kelly, do you like Greek?”Stupid. So stupid. Why did you ask that Kevin.I felt my face go hot. I glanced down at the paltry piece of Pita bread on my plate, then back to the blond-haired woman, across the table.She grinned. “It’s not too bad.”“Cool.”Silence.Kelly’s eyes darted around the restaurant while I fiddled with my fork.“You ever been to Greece?” I asked.“Nah, never.”She held her hand to her mouth and yawned quietly.I nodded.Well this was going great. I desperately looked around the room, hoping some topic of conversation would ma...
Weekly Contest #335
The star on the Christmas tree was driving Alan mad. It wasn’t sitting straight.It was only tilting about an inch but he needed to adjust it. He stood back to get a better look at the tree.Perfect.He exhaled deeply and made his way to the kitchen. Alan’s kitchen looked like it belonged in a hospital, it was that white and shiny and smelt strongly of bleach. Every bench and countertop was polished.Every cupboard door and drawer had a label designated for specific kitchen utensils and appliances. Alan opened the drawer that read ‘toaster’ and ...
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