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Weekly Contest #97
Thunder roared through sky, tearing through the clouds. The wind howled, deafeningly, proclaiming its fury. Alan sat alone at his desk. Typing away at his typewriter. Struggling for ideas. Pacing back and forth through his office, whilst mumbling to himself like a madman. Alan consistently failed to meet deadlines - if his work wasn’t perfect, it would not exist, if it wasn’t confronted with showers of praise, and compliments, it would not exist, and if it didn’t flow like a poem, it did not exist. He was a rigorous perfectionist, with thick...
The warm summer breeze caresses Adam’s head. He stands beside his bedroom window, bathing in his serenity. The streets before him remain empty, and tranquil. The clock sits at 2AM, and moonlight beams cheerfully. Something, however, isn’t right. It’s deathly silent. Eerily silent. All of a sudden, a darkness begins to form, above Adam’s serenity. His relaxation vanishes. His tranquillity erodes and sense of control becomes pulverised. He looks beyond the street. In the far distance, Adam notices a vast crowd of people, organised perfectly in...
Weekly Contest #96
His death was silent, but resonated through everyone.I can still vividly recall his arrival. As though it occurred just yesterday. One day the town was how it always was, then all of a sudden, one man arrived, and sent a ripple through the natural course of everyone’s lives.Ours was a small town, with a small population, filled with people who lived small lives, and worked small jobs. Things were generally rather mundane, so when we were informed that the town would be receiving a new visitor, and that he would be my neighbour, we were all q...
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