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Weekly Contest #270
Recipe for a Life Unlived Ingredients: - 1 cup of dreams (fresh, preferably from childhood) - 2 tablespoons of fear (can substitute anxiety if necessary) - 3 heaping teaspoons of self-doubt (finely ground) - A pinch of missed opportunities - 4 generous scoops of routine (well-worn, habitual) - ½ cup of regret (aged, ideally) - 1 tablespoon of social expectations (crushed into a fine powder) - A dash of longing (optional, but recommended) - 2 cups of time (use sparingly, as it evaporates quickly) - A sprinkle of “what ifs” (for garnish) --...
Weekly Contest #69
"Halt there!" The voice came, sharp and strident in the slightly warm air, when summer’s breezy, carefree steps stumbled into the soft ones of autumn. Startled, the princess jumped and glanced around uneasily; but there was no one there. Shrugging her shoulders delicately, she continued forward, lifting the hem of her heavy hyacinth dress, so that she would not trip over it. "I said halt!" shouted the voice. This time, the princess let out a small squeak, and she nearly fell forward. A huge shadow stepped out from behind the cover of towerin...
Weekly Contest #68
She came just before the sunrise. She sat quietly next to him, as quick and silent as a shadow, just as the sky erupted in a palette of blushing pink and yellow fires. He turned his head towards her, liking better the way her eyes reflected the view before them like two mirrors; and he watched as for a few seconds, a ball of fire rose within them. "Hey," he murmured, tucking a dark strand behind her ear. A smile curled her lips, and she turned his way. "Hey," she answered, equally as quietly. Her hand came up to rest on his, feeling soft and...
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