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Weekly Contest #370
The warning bell began to toll ominously throughout Slatefall, cutting through the thunder. The first of three warnings. Everyone knew what it meant: return to the safety of Slatefall's wards before nightfall. I pressed my cheeks closer to the rusty window bars, feeling the cool breeze and raindrops. It was a great respite from the usual smell of decay and mildew from my cell. Unconsciously, I hummed the childhood rhyme that everyone in Slatefall knew by heart, matching it with the ringing of the warning bells.“Your heartbeat calls to t...
Weekly Contest #366
I’m sure you've all heard stories about twins-how strong their bond is. Twins are known to be inseparable. They finish each other's thoughts, and can feel each other’s pain. They have this instant connection, like a tether between them has existed since the womb, before words ever existed, before they took their first breath.We were never those kinds of twins. Elisio and I had the same DNA. We looked so alike to the point where our own parents struggled to tell us apart. We had that same freckle above our right cheek, same dimples and t...
Weekly Contest #353
Little Riri stumbled and fell. Quickly standing up, she ran the last few steps towards me. She clung to my legs for dear life, her lips quivering in fear. I stayed rooted where I was as the thunderous noise from the top of Atemok’s Mountain came rumbling down to our land. It reverberated through our valley and my body. After a few seconds it finally stopped, Riri was still scared and did not let me go.“It's alright Riri” I said, picking her up and placing her on top of my shoulders, she did not answer me. Riri grabbed onto me, pulling on to ...
Weekly Contest #348
The Others call me a monster, a parasite. They do not know that I was once like them-human. They whispered about me as if I was a dirty curse, a secret whispered between them. Fearing that saying it too loud would make me appear during the night. Maybe they were right, after all, the only thing that I craved and ate was what humans called fear. I slowly crawled out of my burrow as the sun's last rays slowly faded into the horizon. I crawled over to the pond where I could study from afar the dwindling sunlight, where the sun could not hurt me...
Weekly Contest #338
The Paper Witcher's Atlas You must have sensed it—the draw to this book. You must have felt that overwhelming desire to find it. You used the full moon’s radiant glow streaming through the windows to guide you through the library’s aisles. The book looks ordinary, almost as if it’s blending into the background, forgotten. Unable to resist touching it, you wipe away the dust, your fingers tracing the gilded letters across its binding. You open the first page; a faint scent of leather and ink fills the air. With overwhelming curiosity and exhi...
Weekly Contest #334
Duskgrin Wastes was going to be the death of me. I wrapped my scarf tighter around my nose and mouth stepping over yet another sun-bleached skull smiling up at me. It had been over seven days and six nights of walking through Duskgrin Wastes. My lips were cracked from the harsh burning wind. All that kept me going was the forest in my line of vision. I stretched my four translucent wings on my back and squinted above me to see if any predators were following us. I had discovered pretty quickly that flying was not possible in this terrain. Mi...
Weekly Contest #301
Content Warning: Descriptions of mental health, violence and self-harm__________________________________________________I have no control here.No matter how much I try to move my body, it never works.Not until it takes what it wants from me.The forest that I find myself in is familiar. I once knew this forest, played in it. Spending many days here exploring it, finding solitude and safety. That was a long time ago though. What was once lush and full of life is now gone. As if something swallowed the warm colors and wildlife that once roamed ...
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