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Submitted to Contest #325
CW: Themes of death. Samara carefully tucked white lilies between the old woman’s clasped hands to hide just how waxy they still looked. Makeup could only do so much. The foundation was too yellow and sank into the fine lines etched across her knuckles. Samara weaved through the stems, splaying out the petals to better conceal the dead fingers that weren’t really holding the flowers, but had been molded around them. The clock above the casket thudded like a rusted metronome. Samara always hated that clock. It was meant for the guests—to remi...
Submitted to Contest #324
SHIP LOG: ENTRY 1873.22DATE: 11/07/2086STATUS: AI CORE FUNCTIONALCREW STATUS: Zero Casualties. Captain Mendez Alerted.DAMAGE REPORT: External Hull Damage from Undetermined Impact. Section 4, Deck C and D Breached. Flooding Detected. Directive: Preserve Life Support Systems. Await Rescue.System Notes: Impact detected at 14:46 hours. Per Captain Mendez’s orders, I have sealed Decks C and D. There appears to be a pressure leak occurring at the seams. Mendez did not seem overly concerned. She contacted a nearby ship to begin the evacuation of cr...
Submitted to Contest #323
Trigger warnings: portrayal of mental health condition (OCD), death with mild gore, mention of child injury (non-fatal), intrusive thoughts. Tap your feet ten times, or metal will rain from the sky. Without hesitation, Zack raised his knees from the plush sofa he sat on and tapped his toes through scuffed sneakers. One… two… three… “Zack,” Dr. Mirek’s voice lulled, sounding far too sweet. “I thought you said you were going to try.” Four… five… He heard her but didn’t answer. He couldn’t risk losing count. Dr. Mirek leaned back in her sea...
Submitted to Contest #322
Trigger Warnings: Manipulation, harsh language. Nick shouldn’t have been watching, but Lydia always had that effect on him. She was the type of woman that made people stumble during performances… or made liars of married men.The rims of her eyes were red. Could just be allergies; it didn’t mean anything. The position was hers. No one else played the violin like her. She leaned into each note and teared up every opening night—she had more soul than anyone else in the entire orchestra. Certainly more than he did, anyway.The conductor shook han...
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