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Submitted to Contest #98
The river wandered along, flowing from somewhere far within the mountains overlooking our small village, Eastly-by-the-Sea, farther away than anyone I knew had ever been. Each day, I walked along it, down to the sandy banks where it emptied into the great sea, the morning sun shining down and glinting across the water, sending sparkles into the horizon as far as the eye could see. Dolphins swam there, gray fins visible above the waves, and jellyfish washed up upon the banks, their translucent forms bearing witness to mysterious depths no one...
Submitted to Contest #97
Diane had been walking through the white halls for hours, gazing through the hundreds, maybe thousands of windows. All different sizes, and even some different shapes, rimmed with white, black, gold, silver, and an iridescent metallic color, the windows were spaced about three feet apart from each other at about eye level. Corridors ran forwards, backwards, and sideways, creating a maze of white walls and windows that simultaneously confused and intrigued the mind. Diane could not remember how she arrived here in this extensive maze, but her...
Submitted to Contest #96
Jessica turned the photo-booth picture strip over in her hand, the last item at the bottom of her bedside drawer as she cleaned it out. She remembered the day like it was yesterday, the mall pretzels, all the clothes she and Katie had browsed through with no intention to buy, and the cheap little photo-booth where they took picture after picture, laughing the whole time. Each of the girls had a strip, the same four pictures on each one. One smiling, one hugging, and two silly ones. How ironic, Jessica thought, all the mementos I had of the t...
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