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Weekly Contest #259
"Rica, you've been cocooned in luxury your entire life, blind to anything beyond your own gilded existence!” The enigmatic woman had the gall to sneer at me with chilling familiarity. Indeed, my existence had been steeped in material opulence. My lineage traced back to the illustrious founders of Syphon – visionaries who had transformed a wild expanse of trees into a bustling town of prosperity, complete with well-kept homes, sleek vehicles, and a skyline punctuated by lofty buildings. My family’s wealth and influence were interwoven into t...
Weekly Contest #258
CW: Discussions about experiences in the army. A startling chill gripped my spine, defying the warmth of the Virginia sun as we meandered through the cemetery. Regret gnawed at me for forgetting breakfast, but the graceful figure striding ahead was a fitting reminder of my eagerness to set up for the photo-shoot early. The elegant muse had promised a morning of artistic fulfilment which overshadowed my empty stomach with the thrill of a creative - and possibly romantic - endeavour. The lavish greenery beneath our feet and the ancient trees ...
Weekly Contest #257
Since my high school sweetheart migrated hastily to work, I found myself swiping right on Tinder with a regularity I would be slow to admit. One restless night, as the unyielding drone of late-night traffic bustled outside my window and the light from my phone bathed my face, I was adrift in a sea of profiles for a much-needed distraction from the gnawing sense of loneliness and boredom that had become all too familiar to me, especially at this time of night. My attention was snagged by a strikingly chiselled man with starter locs whose mis...
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