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Weekly Contest #353
"My name is Arie, and I'm a merrow. My friend James says in some other cultures, my distant merrow cousins are called mermaids." --From Arie: A Myth Come to Life by James Gray (unpublished) She had been waiting, her long, green hair drifting lazily in the cold water. She fanned her tail idly, stirring the seaweed. She should've heard the signal by now, the series of clicks and moans, stuttering, then drawn out, the "hello" in her own language. The sounds were made by a human. Or rather, by a machine the human used. She recently learned a few...
Weekly Contest #352
This was to be the most important day of Fudmul Schruck's short life: the day he performed the Ritual of Growed Up, the day he formally changed from being a kid to being... well... growed up. Fud was puzzled - annoyed, actually - by the clunky use of the non-word "growed" instead of "grown"; he assumed the origins were lost to antiquity. His father claimed lots of things were lost to antiquity - Respect for Elders, for instance, or his good razor. Some of Fudmul's friends had already performed the Ritual. He remembered how nervous and worrie...
Weekly Contest #351
Becca Hickman didn't know why she picked up the grubby-looking book in the first place, and she couldn't possibly articulate why she kept it. She thought about it often, later. Thought about the chain of events, the decisions. She would try to recall what she thought and -- just as importantly, she realized -- how she felt as things unfolded. It was lying just behind the Theater building, at the edge of a service drive; she saw it as she took the shortcut from her Physics class to Mountain View Drive. She made the walk every day - Physic...
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