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Submitted to Contest #68
As one would expect from a 1936 month of January, it was well below freezing outside. But despite that and the snow covered ground, Dumarché stood on the roof, pacing occasionally back and forth with his cigarette snugly placed between his index and middle finger. “Well, good morning Professeur Leguen” Silvestri greeted his colleague as he emerged from the rooftop access staircase. Dumarché scoffed and threw his cigarette to the ground. “Shame my mother isn’t around to hear that” he replied all while covering his discarded cigarette wit...
Submitted to Contest #66
The torrential rain furiously hit the tiles of the roof, causing an echo throughout the barn. An ominous mist seeped through the cracks of the wall, adding to the already frigid atmosphere. The only source of warmth and comfort was the small campfire in the middle of the room. Two shadows were cast by its flames, one of which seemed significantly more subdued than the other. The middle aged man was laying on his back, both hands shielding his face from the ill intentioned individual who stood before him. “Please… please don’t do this! ...
Submitted to Contest #65
“Sir?”Valentine Lycan brought his gaze back onto the cashier, who took the opportunity to wipe with his sleeve the small amount of dandruff that had accumulated onto the desk throughout the day.“5 dollars please” the cashier repeated himself.“Oh I’m sorry,” Valentine apologized as he pulled out his worn out leather wallet out of his hind pocket, “I haven’t slept all that well last night”The cashier scoffed, then nonchalantly turned around to see what his client was previously looking at.“Today’s selection is quite good” he commented while pu...
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