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Submitted to Contest #319
They used to pray to Oona. Chant her name by moonlight. Offer sacrifices to her image. Open veins in her honor that would flood over root and burl till blood soaked the greedy dirt. It had been—lovely. Oona lifted her hand. The shackle of cold iron tight against her wrist, burning like a hot brand and moved her black token to jump a red on the gameboard before her. Time—and humanity—had unfortunately turned her into a pantomime. A parody of her once-self, trooped out only when needed. Offered just the right amount of supplicat...
Submitted to Contest #317
Machines hummed and whirred alongside Elliot’s bed, their soft prattle feigning a liveliness within his hospital room that belied the sterile casket it was inevitably to become. Other than the rhythm of Lily’s breathing from the chair beside him, living was at a premium within these four walls. Not that it was much of a surprise. His march toward death had been slow, and had increasingly left little vacancy for vibrancy. It was fine; Elliot knew his time was drawing to a close. Eighty-three years had come and gone; sometimes s...
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