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Weekly Contest #143
“Cleanliness is the emblem of the purity of mind.” Dad used to say, although I guess he picked the quote from a leaflet handed out by a spiritual business. Yet, it must be an omen - definitively a good one - in this memory emerging right now, when I start my journey as a pioneer of a brighter future. Here it began, in this robust building where dad used to do cleaning. His yellow uniform was one shade different from the white coats of the other employees and his trolley seemed less scary than the lab trays pushed along the well-lit corridors...
Weekly Contest #93
She was beautiful, my wife, her soul was beautiful too. But she was human, and I lost her two hundred years ago. I’ve seldom left my house since, and my rare visitors found not much pleasure in their visit. Nor did I. Yet, I was the librarian of the elves, retired, though my knowledge worth a blueberry pie or a basket of sweet acorn biscuit for the young, occasionally. “Conn! Conn! Let me in!” Artair banged on the twisted trunk of the aged hawthorn tree providing my food and shelter. “I hope you have some pie.” I murmured, ...
Weekly Contest #86
This is a very-very short version of my pet-project, I welcome every constructive critique. 2471. “Horses died out.” Vyria replied when Den enquired about her horse-riding experience. That, and it happened days earlier, was the last time a genuine smile broke through his bitter anger. They had to share saddle. The pain was getting easier to bear, and the ache concentrated in Vyria’s mind instead. She sensed Den’s suppressed tension all along, and it hurt her. He seldom communicated during the journey nor when they stopped near a spring...
Weekly Contest #77
“What global warming?” they asked “It’s freezing cold here! And if we have a bit of sunshine up here, hey, am not going to get in panic!” I recalled my parents’ frenzied tone the last time when I saw snow. I was a child then, and now when I noticed my first white hair, it’s snowing again. Mother and father are not with us anymore, and I can’t look at the chilly flakes as a sort of evidence the same way they did. Something has changed, call it climate or anything, the clouds sitting on the edge of the horizon, the butterflies I used to see, t...
Weekly Contest #72
“I know it’s funny after all these years but every time I walk on the streets, I feel to be abroad and home, at the same time. It’s like… love.” “Could you please answer the question miss Kulmane?” detective Gillespie interrupted the young woman, although he felt guilty. It wasn’t the first time they’ve met however the very first occasion he was listening. Interesting, he noticed before, he thought eastern women used more make-up but Illa Kulmane seemed to break that habit. “Sorry detective.” Illa went on, rubbing her skull under the half...
Weekly Contest #64
“Don’t forget, the red ribbon goes on your left wrist!” I heard in the ether. With a half-smile on my face I noticed, “Am I not too old for this kind of parental attention? See you soon.” I aborted the call, I had to focus on the road, with a red ribbon on my left wrist. Since I lived near Paris, I preferred the train ...
Weekly Contest #63
FALLEN By the time I stepped outside, the leaves were in fire. I didn’t look back, but I could smell the burning paper and I could imagine her sullen, disturbed face. Not the end I wished for, frankly. I’ve always been very careful what I have wished for, never falling in exaggeration or desires beyond my merit. That’s fairness, isn’t it? I longed for a decent partner, a comfortable life, and for some respect. Due respect. Not much, you may say, but this is all I can offer in return. She couldn’t settle for that. She couldn’t content herse...
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