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The full moon cast an ethereal glow upon the dense woods, bathing the ancient trees in a shimmering, silver light. The air was thick with mystical energy as if the very essence of nature was stirring in anticipation. The atmosphere created an increasing sense of contentment within Sarah's heart. Sarah was a curious and adventurous soul. On this night, she found herself drawn into a secret world that many never even knew existed. It was a world that she'd only heard about and was depicted in the kind of fairy tales she'd read as an imp...
Submitted to Contest #12
The little general store was buzzing with activity as Jeanie entered through the door. The smell of apples and spices filled her nostrils with the sweet scent of autumn. As she glanced around her at the baskets filled with delectable apples, the walls decorated in a wide variety of spices, potpourri with its host of scents mixing together in the air, Jeannie sighed at such a sight, breathing in the wonderful array of scents. Jeannie Watkins loved the fall in the small, but quaint town of Harding whe...
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As Adalia Jennings drove along the familiar roadway, memories were flooding back into her mind. With the window open, she could smell the same scents as she’d experienced before. It had been nearly twenty years since the last time she’d visited her favorite place. Even though it had been a long time, it still looked nearly the same as it had looked then. Adalia was ten years old the first time her parents brought her to the campground she was heading to. Quickly, it had become like a...
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When Ellie Pearson's parents passed away, they left her the cabin in the rich forest of New Hampshire. Periodically, she would go there for a "short retreat from the rest of the world," is how she'd put it when she told people where she was going. She loved the silence of the forest that surrounded the quaint little cabin. To bring anyone to the cabin felt like an invasion on her solitude. When she would go there, she rarely ventured away from the cabin, unless she was staying for a week. The rest of the ...
Francesca Aldridge, hands clenched tightly together paced her bedroom. The gown she was wearing felt stiff and heavy. She had resigned, already, that her parents had arranged for her to be married to some guy from people they knew as friends. She had never met the family, as they had lived miles away. Today, however, the family was going to be arriving for dinner. It certainly was an important affair, as Francine gathered by the numerous preparations going on around the house. Everything w...
It had been a long uphill trudge for Gena Carpenter. The day had finally arrived. She was moving into a place of her own. She was so grateful for this day, she was nearly in tears. How hard she'd worked for this day. It became hard to see to pack, as the tears welled up in her eyes. When she was finished packing her things into the bags that she'd purchased, she sat on the edge of the bed. She looked at the empty, bare cabinet where her belongings had been for the last four months. This is ...
The bright morning sun was rising from the East through the bay window where Sally Jo Martin sat, in her big, comfy recliner, sipping her morning coffee. Outside the open window, she could hear the birds singing cheerfully as they flitted about her front yard. Inside, she wished that she had that same freedom the birds were sharing so early in the morning. Yet, she was up, about to embark on her daily routine. In the beginning, Sally Jo had enjoyed the wonderful life that she'd basically fallen into...
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