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Erith laughed, spinning around until he was dizzy, letting the flower petals drift onto his hair and clothes as he flopped onto the grass. Arya rolled her eyes. “You’re crazy.” She stated, flopping down next to him, and twirling her finger in the air, creating a tiny hurricane that made the petals dance a spin around each other. “My dear friend, isn’t that why you love me?” Erith teased, flicking a piece of grass at her. It fell before it could make it into her hair. Yosano snorted. “Please. Your only redeeming factor is that ...
Submitted to Contest #191
It’s almost time. I will finally have my revenge. Akimitsu promised himself. He would kill the Emperor if it was the last thing he did. When the clock struck twelve, he would finally avenge his whole family. Tying his long black hair up with a piece of leather, Akimi prepared himself to go see the king. Every day, without fail, a different servant was to bring him tea in his chambers at exactly 11:55, after he finished his sword training and bathed. Today, it was finally his turn. He’d been in the palace for over four years, watchi...
Submitted to Contest #188
The city bustled around her, the comforting roar hardly noticeable as Talia hurried to school, about to be early for most likely the first time in her life. This morning, miraculously, the alarm she had set the night before had gone off, and actually woken her up. She’d had plenty of time to get dressed, eat breakfast, and go over her homework from the night before. When she’d gotten downstairs, neither of her parents had left for work yet. Dad was standing at the counter making breakfast, and mom was working on her laptop. Their cat, Winte...
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