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Shannan Richards

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THE DAY JJDALION BROKE ROUTINE

Weekly Contest #343

Every morning, before the world woke up, before the comments and duets and algorithmic demands began clawing at him, jjdalion listened to his breathing. Not peaceful breathing.Not the slow, rested inhale of someone who slept deeply.His was sharp, clipped, already bracing for the day ahead. He sat up, spine stiff, stomach hollow from the fast he’d forced on himself the night before. His phone buzzed on the nightstand — notifications piling up like snowdrifts. Mentions. Tags. Requests for the next challenge. He didn’t check them yet.That was R...

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The Night We Almost Stayed

Weekly Contest #342

The train station was nearly empty when Sera arrived, her suitcase wheels clicking across the old stone floor. The overhead lights hummed softly, casting long shadows across the benches and vending machines. Outside, the night pressed against the glass, thick with fog and the faint scent of rain. She checked the departure board. Her train wouldn’t arrive for another twenty minutes. Good. She needed the time to breathe. She sat on a bench near the far end of the platform, pulling her coat tighter around her. The cold seeped through the fabric...

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The Weight of Water

Weekly Contest #342

The old boathouse sat at the edge of the lake, half hidden by reeds and morning mist. The wooden boards creaked underfoot as Aria stepped inside, her breath catching at the sight of sunlight spilling through the gaps in the roof. Dust floated in the beams like suspended stars. She hadn’t been here in a decade. Not since him. The air smelled of cedar, lake water, and memory. The rowboats were still lined along the far wall, their paint chipped and peeling. A rope swing hung from the rafters, frayed from years of use. She had come to sketch th...

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THE FIRE BETWEEN US

Weekly Contest #342

Lena Hart had imagined this night a thousand different ways, but none of them included her pulse stuttering the moment she stepped into the gallery. The room glowed with warm light, the walls lined with her paintings, each one a piece of her she had carved out and offered to the world. People murmured, glasses clinked, and the air hummed with the soft buzz of admiration. It should have felt like triumph. Instead, her breath caught. Because he was here. Kai Mercer. Standing in front of her largest canvas like he had every right to be in the s...

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The Last Light in the Room

Weekly Contest #342

Mara Hale had always believed that time softened the sharpest memories, but standing in the doorway of Room 214, she realised time only buried them. It didn’t dull them. It didn’t heal them. It simply waited for the moment you were forced to face them again. Her father lay in the bed, small beneath the white sheets, his chest rising and falling with the fragile rhythm of a man whose body had grown tired of holding on. Machines blinked beside him, their lights pulsing like distant stars. The air smelled faintly of antiseptic and lavender soap...

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Sixty Minutes to Rewrite a Life

Weekly Contest #342

Sixty Minutes to Rewrite a Life The clock started the moment he opened his eyes. A red glow pulsed in the darkness, numbers shifting from 60:00 to 59:59, each second falling away with a soft mechanical click. He didn’t remember standing up. He didn’t remember agreeing to anything. He only remembered the question: If you could go back to one moment — just one — would you? Now he was here, barefoot on the cold floor of a room that didn’t exist in his world, breathing air that tasted like metal and memory. The walls shimmered like heat rising o...

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