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Weekly Contest #339
Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I swung my arm toward the sound and smacked the nightstand. In my hazy, half-asleep state, I couldn’t stop the recoil; my arm bounced back and flopped uselessly at my side. I groaned.Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I forced myself awake, blinking into the darkness of the room. The only light came from the alarm device, its small screen glowing like an accusation. I slapped the button, and the sound cut off instantly. Then I reached for the switch on the wall just above my head. A soft glow spilled out overhead. Like a sunrise...
Weekly Contest #338
“You idiot. What were you thinking?” The voice was harsh and angry, immediately catching Norah’s attention. The sound vibrated through the thick wooden wall beside her. She stopped walking, ears straining to hear more, but the next set of voices grew muffled, as if they had realized their mistake. One of them she recognized instantly - her father, Duke Fernad. She took a few steps forward, then stopped, realizing her heeled shoes clicked against the wooden floor. It was unlady-like to eavesdrop, she knew, but from the sound of her father’s v...
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