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Submitted to Contest #39
Aaron had never seen anything as beautiful as the death of the Milkyway. Even now, as he watched his home world consumed in the holocaust of dying stars who ripped at everything around them in an attempt to save themselves, there was not a Mona-Lisa or a marble statue which could have compared to the dying reds and violent violets of a galaxy in its death throes. It reminded him of a campfire burning out the last of its fuel before a group of cosmic gods retired from its cooling coals. The scene was beyond beautiful, and Aaron w...
Submitted to Contest #37
Life has a curious way of making things happen whether you want them to or not. Call it fate, or destiny, the most likely outcome or, the will or a god, there is no way for you to escape the outcome. Ander stubbornly refused to believe that, even now as he rode a listless train through the unbroken green of Manchester, New Jersey. All around him people laughed and sang as they prepared for their summer holidays or whatever other happy memory was taking them from the gloomy inland to the sunny east coast. Ander wished that he could join them,...
Submitted to Contest #35
I made a promise to myself years ago I would go. Every winter, as the snow began to melt away around the windows of my home, and the tulips in the front yard would again spring to life like a vampire in a cheap, sixties horror movie, I would pack my bags, and jump on the internet to search for the cheapest flight to South America. Somehow though, every year I would find some reason not to go. Whether it was the bad weather, work or even the desperate need to deep clean the garage, I had always decided to postpone my trip until next year.&nbs...
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