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Submitted to Contest #242
The Solfam Gallery is intangible. As are the woods that surround it. The gallery consists of three portraits. Nothing more, nothing less. Each hangs by a rope from the boughs of a tree, facing one another. A gentle breeze would cause them to sway, to twist and to turn. But there is no breeze. There is no movement, no sound. No birds chirping in the branches, no fauna picking their way through the growth. A subliminal space for an artist to work. The Painter walks through the woods. They carry a frame in one hand, a rope in the other. Their f...
Submitted to Contest #166
“I quit!” The door slammed shut behind those still seated at the table. Sharpeye made to follow but Quickdraw stopped her with a grunt. “Give it time.” Reluctantly, Sharpeye sat back down, was dealt a new hand. Snake did not even look up from dealing. The five of them did not discuss. They had served together for close to three years now. Hard habits had formed. A round of cards was a sacred thing, only to be interrupted for something serious. A new recruit threatening to quit meant nothing in the grand scheme. It was not the first time the ...
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