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Weekly Contest #235
On those long, languid evenings at the table, when the familiar chatter of dinner tinkerings articulated the space of his little home, Hare would often afford himself the greatest of pleasures. He would draw into himself, stare long and hard at the trophies and race memorabilia on the adjacent wall until his home seemed to disappear and he would be back there. He was convinced no other animal in the forest could have ever felt any feeling close to it. The feeling of standing at that starting line, the forest alive with the hum of collective ...
Weekly Contest #233
The little diamond glistened and shimmered, shards of broken light shining up through the opaque prism. It seemed to almost tease Justin, beckoning him to look closer and closer. “Who’s it for?” A voice asked him and Justin looked up at its owner. “It's a beautiful piece.” The clerk continued. He was surrounded by a treasure trove of hanging jewelry, as if the little shopkeeper had grown greedy and hoarded it all for himself. “A girl.” Justin returned, continuing to eye the little diamond ring in front of him. “Lucky ...
Weekly Contest #232
Eduardo had grown accustomed to the rats that nibbled at his toes and the snakes that slithered over his legs. He had grown almost fond of them, after all this time down here in the dark. They were perhaps the closest thing he had for company now, certainly more so than the people. Each time he woke, he would feel the critters squirm as he moved. Waking to the inescapable darkness, he would grope blindly along the ground next to his reclining body. His fingers would sludge through the muck and grime before finally, he felt the wooden ed...
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