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Weekly Contest #345
Elina held onto her sister’s limping form as they ran into the one place she could think of on whim: Evernight Forest. They ran and ran, her heart hammering against her chest, her mouth parched with thirst and she glanced back occasionally to see if the witch would appear. “Please,” Evangeline’s voice came out as but a whisper and Elina slowed down, seeing her sister’s pained, exhausted form. Elina stopped running completely and looked around. She had no idea where they were, but she found a large tree root and sat her sister down on it. “Ev...
Weekly Contest #342
A girl born of magic and starlight, draped in silks and cottons, extended her arms as she danced below the night’s sky. The silver moon hung low, a whisper of the gods passing through each gleam and shimmer. Stitches of starlight painted the tips of her fingers, and she released her magic like an exhale as she gave thanks to her patron goddess, Flora. The one all things nature come, including nymphs like her. Her dark hair glimmered in the pale moonlight as she twirled, and a smile found its way to her painted lips. Dancing to nothing other...
Weekly Contest #290
On the corner of the streets, at the edge of the village, there arrived a bookshop. A quaint little thing it was with a small boxed roof and two windows which displayed numerous books of all kinds. The villagers flocked to it once the door swung open and perused the curious little shop. Inside, they did not find a bookseller or anything, only books and books for rows seemingly unending. They took up books in their arms, as much as they could handle, and dragged them out of the bookstore. One early dawn, a young maiden of the name Prisc...
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