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Weekly Contest #354
I watched her cross the snowy field in the dusk. Violet color there, the indigo muted. I turned away. The kettle hissed in the stove in the wide kitchen. “You've listened too long to her stories, you know,” I said aloud into the room. Yes, yes, I know. I poured the tea and held the cup closely in my hands, feeling the warmth from it, needing that. Marta had come here often these past months. But why? Not only to talk, I was sure of that. The field changes so much. Last week it was so cold in the evening, and so much snow had fallen that ev...
Weekly Contest #349
Today is April 31st. It is cold. The last thing I remember before the world broke apart is being at the Basilica di San Francesco in Assisi and gazing on Giotto’s “Saint Francis of Assisi Preaching to the Birds.” I stood there a long time, filled with such peace, and it must be said, so much gratitude, as well. My feeling was that all was right and good. How could it be otherwise when I could dwell freely upon such beauty and stillness? All gone. A friend, a dear friend from my childhood, once told me she was unable to understand the minds ...
Weekly Contest #343
“Wake up. You must wake up!” There was no response. What was I supposed to do? Leaving them all in limbo like this was not an option. I had to release them from their cryosleep. The process was easy. It should have worked. It had always worked before. My record of retrieval was unmatched. Nine bodies. Nine citizens of the planet Gliese 221 d in the constellation of Orion who would be able to restore the tachyon particles and align them with our own quantum reality. Our scientists, so intent on sticking to conventional physics, could not do t...
Weekly Contest #340
Annabelle got off the train from London and (Wait…should I call her Charlotte, like the princess? Or is Hermione a better choice after all, even with its Harry Potter vibe? No—none of these are working for me.) “Hello, excuse me, dear author, that’s the third time you’ve changed my name and if you keep this up I will have an identity crisis. A character deserves more respect, don’t you think? Call me Merrilou and let’s be done with it!” (Hmm. What about Merrilou? Yes! That’ll fit!) Merrilou got off the train from London and saw there was onl...
Weekly Contest #101
I’d imagined her living on a different kind of street, in a different kind of neighborhood. “Watch yourself, Billy-boy. Act normal. That’ll work. You remember how to do that? You make a move on her too fast, you’ll find yourself back in here.” Jance had said those words looking through the bars of his own cage, watching as the guards unlocked my cell and let me out of mine. I glanced back just once and caught the sadness in his eyes. He’d have hated to know I saw that. Before they shut the gate behind me, they’d handed me a small duffel ba...
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