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Submitted to Contest #59
The sun rose, surrounded by a halo of crimson and gold, and it's warm rays filtered through the heavy curtains. She was already awake though and fully dressed. Dark hair, floating down to her shoulders in loose curls. Long lashes framing glassy grey eyes. Glossy red lips. A crisp white shirt and a loose black skirt. Sheer black stockings and patent pumps. She checked the the silver watch adorning her slim wrist. It was 6 o'clock. She had to meet Ava at nine, but there was nothing to be gained from sitting idle as the minutes ticked by so, sh...
Submitted to Contest #32
The sun rose, surrounded by a halo of crimson and gold, and its warm rays filtered through the heavy curtains. She was already awake though and fully dressed. Dark hair, floating down to her shoulders in loose curls. Long lashes framing glassy grey eyes. Glossy red lips. A crisp white shirt and a loose black skirt. Sheer black stockings and patent pumps. She checked the the silver watch adorning her slim wrist. It was 6 o'clock. She had to meet Ava at nine, but there was nothing to be gained from sitting idle as the minutes ticked by so, she...
Submitted to Contest #31
Sara paused before the sweetmeat stall, inhaling the wonderful scent of the brilliant honey confectionery. She was late, she realized as she glanced at the enormous clock that hung on a pillar in the center of the bazaar. Of course, she was always dilatory when it came to matters of making her way home again. But she had an entire meal to prepare now and everybody would be home in an hour. She stood there for a moment, debating whether the admonishment she was sure to receive was worth perpetuating her freedom for a few more minutes. She see...
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