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Weekly Contest #93
There was glitter on her hand. Amelia stared at it, transfixed, flexing the muscles of her thumb, watching it move back and forth. It was interesting to see, anyways. The light flickered across the glitter with her movements. It was nice that her hands still did what she told them to. With this thought in mind, Amelia stilled the light movements of her hand. She watched apathetically as the light scattered as her hands shook regardless. “Amelia?” Amelia finally tore her gaze away, glancing up from her place on the floor. She didn’t respo...
Weekly Contest #64
The door flung open, and she came stalking in like a great cat, eyes darker and angrier than Arthur had ever seen before. Quincy followed soon after, his careful tread silent against the hardwood floor. He closed the door behind him, with a solemn gentleness at odds with the way Eliza had slammed it open. Arthur was suddenly grateful that his brother had come in last, if only because he didn’t think the heavy old door could handle Eliza slamming it shut. “What is wrong with you--” The women in question stormed up to him, gripping the colla...
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