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Submitted to Contest #84
“Do you think rain is real?” Jean gave Alexis a perturbed stare. “Of course not. It’s been hypothesised, but there’s no proof of it. Why would you think that?” “All the stories talk about it. Stories came from people, and those people must have seen it from somewhere.” “Alexis, we’re eighteen. We’re not supposed to believe in childish fantasies.” She gave him a smug stare. “Except it isn’t a fantasy. I spoke with Rosenburg. He said his grandfather saw rain.” Jean rolled his eyes. “Rosenburg’s a ranger. They’ll tell all kinds of crazy stories...
Submitted to Contest #83
Water is the lifeblood of,” Nysa paused, tapping her chin with a gelatinous pseudopod. “Life!” she triumphantly finished. Aurora rolled her wispy eyes. “There is a good reason why you water spirits are so despised.” “Because of our greatness?” “Because of your self-centeredness. And your terrible one-liners.” Nysa giggled. “One-liners. You speak like the humans.” Aurora refused to rise to the provocation. Instead, she flew away in a random direction. Nysa followed along, riding the crystalline waves with effortless grace. The pair travelled...
Submitted to Contest #51
Lexis looked at the starlit sky and sighed. Even under the bars of his metal cage, he could still point out the constellations his mother had taught him. Tonight was the constellation of the wolf, representing freedom, risk, the hunt, and full bellies. Lexis snorted at the bitter irony of his situation. How could everything have gone so wrong? It was a simple job. Lure some noble dame from the heart of the party, enchant her with a little magic that made her a little more… disposed to the charms of a certain aristocrat, then leave a richer m...
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