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Weekly Contest #362
Armand Fournier was a rather simple man. He enjoyed his bread with cheese and his tea. Both of which he could make himself but he was also a rather lazy man. Because of this he would often go to find these pleasures at the small restaurant a few minutes walk from his home and bakery. The waitress knew his order by heart and there was always a corner table reserved for him. When he had first moved to the seaside town in the quietest part of northern France his new neighbors had regarded him with some disdain. Just a man from the city looking...
Weekly Contest #360
Questions had always been a big part of Adena’s life. Her upbringing had been filled with them. Siblings both young and old asking parents and grandparents everything from how to make food to what political leader the other supported and why. She guessed that was why she had decided to work somewhere that contained the answers to every question. She liked knowing the answer to things and at the library everything was answers. She loved the feel of the library as well. How everything felt possible when walking through the rows of shelves. Lik...
Weekly Contest #359
LOG 1Our ship has set sail at last. Throughout our time in the harbor we continued to find crack after crack. Rip after rip. Barnacle after barnacle. It was almost as if the ship did not want to carry us. But finally after nearly three weeks we seemed to have found them all. The ocean is calm and a warm breeze blows us into open waters. We are sailing out with 11 men and our supposedly precious cargo. I reckon it’s about the government of the United States of America. I like the name well enough. Some of the other crew members don’t like tha...
Weekly Contest #358
The world was lost. No one will remember the losing or the finding of it. No one but the person who somehow managed both. No one but me. I will not introduce myself as many other narrators do at the beginning of many other fantastical and wonderful stories. I have two reasons for my anonymity. The first is I want to keep this account as accurate as possible and I believe putting personal details in will only muck things up. The second is that if this ends up jogging anyone’s memory, though this should not be possible, I do not want anyone c...
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