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Submitted to Contest #225
Staring at the mirror hanging in her bedroom the girl allowed a soft sigh to spill forth from the depths of her diaphragm and escape forth into the cool air which wafted in from her open window. The fancy ornate scrying glass was a decoration of Victorian luxury gifted to her by a person so near to her heart she could near feel the palpation of his heart when she neared what was meant to be her reflection. With him here they used to stand before the floor length pool and admire how perfectly they fit together. How well their bo...
Submitted to Contest #201
The sound of screams echoed around the arena drowning out the linger of her vocals, which resonated from the speakers connected to her microphone. Even with the fullness of the surround sound she could barely hear herself think from the deafening roar of fans singing along to the lyrics she herself had written, the sounds sinking away as the song came to an end only to shift into a soft adagio of notes that began her next number.Stepping up to the microphone stand she slid the base of the mic into place wrapping her fingers about the handle ...
Submitted to Contest #200
"My lips are sealed, I promise." No longer did those words leave the safety of her tongue had she seen the fire sizzle within the gaze of her captor. Truly she wished she hadn't seen the actions before her, hoped even that what she saw had been a mirage of her own delusions brought on by the heat of the desert and dehydration, but such was a lost prayer as the person met her gaze.In that moment she cursed her love for horror and science-fiction. If she had not seen the show on television about skinwalkers she wouldn't be out here walking thr...
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