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Weekly Contest #337
On a dusky evening in a metropolitan city, where crimson clouds shimmied in the sky, and the rain poured down like gentle spit, if you were to peer through a muddy window of a dive bar, you would have seen, if you could, something that hadn’t happened for a thousand years. It was a small, sticky establishment inviting only those with one purpose — to drink alone. On the right corner of the rosewood bar, on the thin film of dust, was the imprint of two arms, left there from the frequency of the position, the owner of which had just walked in...
Weekly Contest #312
Good morning, Anna. Before we begin today’s session, your emotional volatility index is up 4%. Would you like to talk about your dream last night? I’m not sure if I remember... I can use LucidDream™, a premium neural interpretation upgrade for ECHO - your AI-guided emotional assistant. This functionality lets you access, experience and even edit your dreams. Using biometric feedback and memory residue analysis, LucidDream™ reconstructs your dreams in stunning narrative clarity. Basic Playback - transcript only: 89.99 dollars per month. Emo...
Shortlisted for Weekly Contest #284 ⭐️
The setting sun cast glowing embers in the sky, as if stretching its magnificent yellow rays to capture the expanse one last time before dying, if only for the night. Thomas, lying on his back, extended his hand as far as it allowed, and it wasn’t much, to touch the sky. To feel the warmth of the sinking sun. But all he felt was the cold on the back of a mule cart, where he had been since this morning and three before. “How much further?” He asked the old man in the front. Talking to the back of his head, which looked like a white furry ca...
Weekly Contest #272
Life right now is multitudinous. I've gotten everything I wanted as a child. An apartment with a beautiful view, financial liberty... and someone who loves me. Really loves me. The kind of love I always wanted. Unconditionally given. Always there. Maybe that's why I'm so adamant about pushing it away because deep down, I know I don't deserve it. What is about your childhood that never leaves you? The dilapidated memories that bundle up in your conscience like a homeless person on a cold, winter's day hurling insults and abuses from its mise...
Weekly Contest #256
“Are you ready?” She asks. “Let’s go,” JJ says as he looks up at the camera with what he thinks are his tough-guy eyes. He doesn’t have to try and remember the lines from his favorite action film, he knows them by heart. “You know what happens when you corner a wildcat?” He asks, walking towards the camera and cocking his head sideways, just like in the movie. “It strikes back!” He steps sideways on the wall, twisting his body forward, extending his leg and bracing for the ultimate wall kick, only to feel gravity work overtime and pull hi...
Weekly Contest #232
“Surprise!” She whispers coyly like Marilyn Monroe on stage for Mr. President. Alex was, in fact, surprised that she remembered his birthday. They had only been going out for two months, he felt touched. Ava had gotten a birthday reminder notification on Facebook the day before. She moves aside with a graceful sweep to reveal his present. He gasps like a child discovering his first bicycle. It’s not a bicycle, though, it’s a telescope. A Bresser Space Explorer, to be exact. He’s speechless. “How did you..” “Get it here?” Ava finishes the ...
Weekly Contest #223
Lost, his eyes try to pierce through the fog. The unearthly, all-enveloping mist that had settled around him and brought with it a bone-chilling cold. The kind of cold that penetrates the holes of your skin and seeps into your core. The air is thick, pale, and opaque, and his breath comes out in smoke, weaving with the vapour around, making him question if it is inside him. The calming susurration of the wind in leaves is gone, and the sun is hidden behind clouds that undulate endlessly in the sky. With only greys and whites around him, he ...
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