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Weekly Contest #370
Sixteen-year-old Cassita walked along the outskirts of her town under a rising full moon, head swimming. Five days earlier, she had an extremely strange interaction with a teen in her class. He bit her suddenly, then she rammed her palm into his nose. His nose was broken and she had a wound that refused to close.She scratched at the bandages that wrapped her arms, staring at the sand. The itchy sensation had started this morning. She felt hot and cold at times with a raging headache, and every part of her itched, especially the wound. I...
Weekly Contest #368
A woman clothed in scarlet desert attire walked towards a stone tower on a hill. The waxing moon was high in the sky, casting dappled light on the ground through wispy clouds. Her hand rested on her magika-infused sword, ready to strike if the moment called for it. Despite being a supernatural, she always kept her wards and weaves topped off with her magika. A prepared feral hunter was an alive feral hunter.Her violet eyes glinted in the moonlight, scanning the surrounding area. There were several hidden traps and spells that she s...
Weekly Contest #367
“I met my husband today, Izzy!” a girl said, throwing open a small wooden door to an equally small study. “He’s so sweet, kind, and roguishly handsome, why I nearly swooned at his sight!” she said, miming a fainting spell against the doorframe.“If I didn’t know any better, it sounds like you’ve fallen in love,” Isadora said flatly. The girl in the doorway frowned.“Why must you sound like that?”“Because this is the fourth time in three months you’ve thrown open my door declaring love. Pardon me if I can’t believe it.”“Love is a fick...
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