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Moon Lion

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The Fog of War Made the Past Rose Coloured

"Seriously? More interrogation duty?" Aralim scowled, attempting to appear intimidating with only one arm available for crossing. Helio snorted, lounging back in the seat beside him. Commander Helter narrowed his eyes, a file clutched in his hand. "Who chose to run-" "-Heroically-" Aralim interjected. "-Foolishly-" His traitorous partner, Helio rolled his eyes. "-directly into the line of fire? You're lucky we're clearing your injury in only a few weeks, because we have a lot of rebels to question." The tone was final, and the ...

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November Guest

Medina sighed, startled instantly by the sound in the quiet space. She'd just shut the door on her friends, who were off to work. They'd told her not to throw too many wild parties in the three hours she was alone, and had joked about finding the house in ashes when they returned. Medina felt awkward the second they left, daunted by their quiet, suddenly unfriendly house, made larger by their absence. "Okay," She declared, clapping her hands before cringing with embarrassment. "Wow, I'm really just-" She cut herself off, feeling wei...

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Under the autumn leaf lies only...

(TW: Horror)Autumn had a certain gloomy glory today, the sky dark, but leaves riotous with colours. It was only the first dying off, so things still looked colourful and magical. Give it a few weeks and I was sure the rot and browned leaves would leech all the magnificence right out. I sighed, burying my face even deeper into the scarf, until my nose was warmed by the wool. Everything seemed extra beautiful today, but I suspected that was more due to the lack of midterms, instead of the whole world getting a glow up. I spotted a ...

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And the graveyard held its breath

Everything was ready for the ritual. The world was waiting for it, it seemed, wheezing out feeble gusts of wind, stirring the battlefield of dead leaves. The clouds were hiding tonight, letting the desolate, dead moon reflect ghostly, cold light onto the cemetery. All there was, was a soft scraping sound, and the unwelcome interruption of life. Hermes panted harshly, leaning on the spade. The vengeful moon glinted off his dark arms as he wiped his dusty face. I peered over the edge. At the pale, sunken corpse lying in the earth. ...

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Congratulations, there's a body on the floor!

Trigger warning: Gore. "You're gonna be fine, I'm almost there." I said into the phone, trying to keep the exasperation out of my voice. Leigh had a new paranoia every week, ranging from the weird: "Don't you ever wonder if the traffic lights are making you more obedient?" to the insane: "I think my neighbour is a government pawn who's going to kill me." I used to drop everything to assure her, help her, but at this point I kind of just cajoled her into forgetting about it, by promising I would avenge her death, or fake her passport...

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A magician, a singer and a future world leader and her bully walk into a talent show.

People had told Mariam that motherhood would soften her. Over the ninth months of pregnancy, all she'd been shown were images of soft-faced, smiling mothers cradling babies. Or movies about kindly mothers carefully dispensing wishy-washy wisdom onto children. What a load of bullshit. Motherhood hardened. Dealing with the screaming of a tiny bundle of monstrous rage and disgustingness didn't transform ogres into princesses. No quite the opposite, actually. Mariam had become even more of a tiger, a vicious, snarling beast hell-bent on protec...

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Do I dare to dream?

I held up my face on my hands, my elbows planted precariously close to the table edge. In and out. My fingers slowly grew warmer and damper as my breath pushed past them. Through the tiniest of slits in between my fingers, I observed the stain on the wall that had always reminded me of Australia. "The line between skinny and fat is so thin. You only ever know if you're firmly on one side or the other, like if you're skinny. Or fat." With great difficulty, I turned my face in my hands to glare at Akira. "Seriously?" I muttered, un...

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Legacies are made with blood

General Afis crossed his arms, his politeness wearing thinner with every word. "We cannot win, the advantageous thing to do would be to surrender-""Surrender?" Zaina repeated, eyes narrowing sharply. She leaned forward, hands planted on the table. "I'm amazed you've won any battles, General, considering that you're ready to concede at the first loss.""I will not take this insult from a child!" General Afis shouted, armour clanking with his anger. "We have fewer forces, fewer resources-"Zaina's eyes flashed threateningly and I was glad sudden...

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The Last Voyage

"Last chance, no going back after this," Azriel murmured, his teeth chattering harshly, hands quivering on the edge of the boat. The engine had stopped and the boat gently rocks up and down with the slowed, rolling waves of the lake. "I'll be fine. All I have to do is find her, get her and return." I replied, distracting myself by checking the tightness of the life jacket's straps. "All in ten to fifteen minutes." Azriel reminded me, rummaging through the box of supplies. He lays out blankets, heat packs, and dry clothing. There'...

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The Magic Trick

It was the quiet that gave it away.My friend never stops talking. She chatters, perched on the counter while I try and fail to follow cooking videos, only pausing when I make her taste something. She punctures every movie's climax with a stream of unending questions, prompting me to often complain that I'm not the director. No matter whose disapproval she risks, she loudly shares her opinions, funny jokes, or idle observations.I'm home, so she's supposed to call out to me. Placing my keys in our Easter-themed basket, I stopped short of sayin...

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The Downhill Line

The courtroom was packed and stuffy, and I narrowly avoided getting elbowed in the face by a fellow observer as they craned their neck to look around. Yawning a little, I wondered again if it was worth it being here. One day, somebody would review footage from the CCTV cameras outside courts, or find some visitor log or something. They'd catch me in the act, watching, or sitting outside every courtroom with a case I'd played a hand in. Then I'd be screwed, or would I? Was what I did technically legal? Please, I already knew the ...

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An eternal optimist's guide to celebrating the apocalypse

Daniel observed the dilapidated grocery store through the binoculars. He probed the intense darkness of the aisles, carefully looking for undead shuffling, the scurry of other humans.Everything was a threat now.Reluctantly, he pulled the binoculars from his eyes. "Nothing. Nothing I can see at least." His hands found their way to the now-familiar gun slung across his body, and he ran his fingers over its cool grooves, tracing comforting patterns.Isla hummed in assent, stepping forward gracefully, and abandoning the flowers she'd been admirin...

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Mi casa is not su casa

Weekly Contest #104

"And you're sure you're going to be okay?" Christine asked for the fifth time, looking anxious as she fiddled with the clasp on her bracelet. I sighed deeply and walked over, snapping the clasp shut. "Yes, I'm sure, please go and enjoy your night." Mason placed a heavy hand on my shoulder. "Just looking out for you, Champ. It's been a tough couple of weeks, and we want to be there for you." I forced a smile for their sake. "Guys, seriously, I appreciate all this, but I really just need a night of video games and trash movies ...

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Aftermath

Weekly Contest #104

The hits were satisfying to land, one after another, my gloves slamming into my opponent's jaw, cheek, and then I pulled back for another.That was my mistake. My opponent's eyes focused on the opening, and he hooked me across the face, the force of it launching me back.The dull, muted sounds from the beginning of the round were completely gone. Now I could hear the crowd, hisses, screams, cheers, gasps.A referee was asking me something and impatiently I waved a hand. Fine. I tried to mumble it past my mouth guard, and the ref finally underst...

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The Mirage

Weekly Contest #103

"This woman, have you seen her?" I asked the shopkeeper, not able to keep the desperation from my voice after two months of searching.The shopkeeper tiredly leaned towards the portrait, frowning, and the girl hovering near my shoulder giggled.I ignored her, staring into the shopkeeper's sun-lined eyes. The man coughed once, and replied. "I don't remember, but there's a lot of people that come through here. With the Red Deserts behind us, this is the last place to get food and water for a long time."The man's gruff accent and slippery command...

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