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Submitted to Contest #86
Tulips. Always were one of his favorites. The gate up to his family estate lay open, flanked on both sides by flowers in bloom. Daffodils, buttercups and of course a wide array of tulips. None like the one I possessed however. The dreary mood about me had been alleviated somewhat, gazing at his cultivated beauty, but it still hurt to know what came next. Walking up to the house, guards were stationed at every entrance per my instruction, having already scouted ahead in-case of some trickery. Yet, Domenico was not a man to deceive even the ...
Submitted to Contest #49
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. The old analog clock in the corner ticked away, slowly but surely towards midday. I sat here, a living statue among a garden of uncomfortable furniture years older than me doing what a statue does best. Waiting. It seemed nobody else would join me in the waiting room, nobody to share the tattered magazines, nobody to converse the most mundane topics with that neither of us would really care about. But, those small things are something I'd taken for granted in the past, sitting here alone on a squeaky leather bench a...
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