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Write a story that involves a secret or magic ingredient.

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The Witch of Brimley Falls

Submitted to Contest #100

Goats bleated recklessly their warning. Oh no! She’s back. I scrambled around the one-room cabin, splashed a bit of lukewarm water on my face, and dove under the blankets she secured me with before leaving. The cabin sat far away from the village. No one ever came here, not with all the rumors and whatnot, so I knew the approaching footfalls belonged to her. If she caught me out of bed, there would surely be hell to pay.  I don’t know where she’d been, but she believed me to be sick enough that I could be trusted to be on my own. Ha! A ...

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Secret Recipe

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The loud rattle of old metal surrounded Keala Kiu as she bounced around the back of a jeep, clutching her set of Shun damascus knives to her chest. Her long black hair cascaded over her olive-coloured hands as they crossed her chest and hugged the canvas. She and three others were crammed in the back of what must have been a twenty year-old dune rider with bench seats, riding parallel to two similar vehicles, likely with similarly uncomfortable passengers. It was a pretty jarring difference from the first class accommodations she’d enjoyed l...

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Breaking Bread

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The Restaurant of Desires

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Hi, I am the owner of the top restaurant of this town, Bianca. Want to know what keeps the customers coming back? It is not drugs, just in case you were wondering. It is the taste of what they desire the most. And what is that, you may wonder. It can be anything, really, love, freedom, joy, something more sinful like lust, power or perhaps the feeling of killing someone you despise. Like I said, anything.You might ask, how do you let people taste their greatest desire? Well, there might have been a little bit of magic involved. You see, I am...

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Mabsoot

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One day, not too long ago the people in a village were sad. It´s not that they were unhappy; not really. They had forgotten how to laugh. It´s as simple as that. They couldn´t find joy in little things anymore. In fact, they were so sad all the time that a dark fog had engulfed the whole village: and they didn´t even notice. Then on another day, a little elf came to that village: the sweetest, cutest elf you could ever imagine. And guess what? He thought them how to laugh again. He showed them how to find joy in every day little things. Litt...

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The Magic of a Jam Tart

Submitted to Contest #100

      The smell of flaky pastry and sautéing strawberries wafts through the kitchen. Outside, the world is unfettered by magic and trickery. The grass flows lazily in the slight breeze, whilst the sky remains clear, no sign of a cloud in sight. Animals co-exist together, enjoying each other’s company… but inside the kitchen, it’s a totally different story.            All sorts of substances litter the floor, ranging from shattered egg shells to sticky...

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The Secret Condiment

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‘I am going to Saharanpur,’ he told her over the phone about his plan to visit his ancestral home soon.‘Well, that’s great!’ She couldn’t keep the relief – she felt on hearing that – from her voice.It would give him the much-needed break from the hellish life, devoid of any normalcy, he was living these days. If that could be called life at all – nights lacking the intimacy with his partner and days full of dealing with customers at an underpaid job. To top that, he hardly got the standard three meals in a day let alone quality ones. Some of...

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In Pursuit of Moksha

Submitted to Contest #100

 “Aaron, you utter fool!” I screamed at the top of my lungs. And it was needed, very much needed. In the three hours that I had spent walking in circles with him, I had blamed him every second. And rightly so, too. I mean it was his idea to explore more of the beautiful Indian jungle behind our little motel, when the rest of our crew had decided to stay indoors. “I’m sorry, Kat. I really am,” his voice sounded genuine. But that didn’t help with the fact that we were lost, in an unknown jungle outside a small town in India! I felt my ...

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The Cherry Pie Application

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“Ursula, my child: What is this?” Ursula held her breath. Her future hung on this moment, but Mistress Hazel’s voice was a croak. Her tone was flat, her question unladen with judgement. “Is it good?” asked Ursula. Mistress Hazel only nodded, tossing her spoon to the table. She picked up her bowl and licked it clean. Ursula relaxed. Of course it’s good, she thought, taking a bite. She had been experimenting with the pie for months. Her tongue swirled the sweetness in her mouth. “What is this?” repeated Mistress Hazel. Ursula’s spoon sli...

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Bread of Jupiter

Submitted to Contest #100

Jupiter, the amalgamation of nature and sheer will power was his proudest invention. A 9 year old had the world to conquer, but first he needed to conquer its heart. Trodden sand, lost leaves and jagged rocks soon also became the magical metaphor for his journey to bake bread. He flew down the stairs, with a great goblin grunting at his avoidance,-they had a deal, but he wasn’t up to it anymore-and a little fairy ahead of him as if guiding the path was quickly abandoned as he turned the corner and disappeared into the shadows. Shadows turned...

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A Long Since Tasted Wonder

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In wartime, food was rare. A memory; a long since tasted wonder. Paper thin and tasteless was this ungodly concoction thrown onto the bare wooden table. We all gathered around reluctantly, staring at the evidence of our tragedy. Some, the more hungry of us, picked up spoons with shaking hands and unseeing eyes, watching as the strange substance wobbled in ways a stew should not. Red rimmed were the eyes of these tear stained faces that stared at their bowls. I had no mirror but knew mine was the same pallid shade, with remnants of dust and d...

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Who Killed Nelson Drake?

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The auditorium was filled. Cameras flashed from every direction with reporters asking question after question hoping to get the opinion of the man on stage. Chef Nelson Drake had done it once again. His smoked salmon recipe was given 5 stars from one of the toughest food critic groups, “Food Critical,” in the United Kingdom. This five star feat had only been accomplished by a handful of chef’s in the country, and this was Nelson’s third five star dish. Nelson sat on a large stage with a square table directly in front of him. His posture in...

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The Magic Mushroom

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Griselda stood in the middle of her tiny kitchen looking around desperately trying to find anything she could whip up for her very special dinner guests. You see, The Society of Kitchen Witches were sending a representative over to see if she was a good candidate for the society. " Oh, whatever should I do". She exclaimed exasperated with the lack of ingredients in her pantry. There were yellow dandelion leaves, past their freshness date. Purple beets so shriveled up they looked like prunes and something in the corner she couldn't identify....

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Werewolf Sweat In The Pie

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It was a hot and humid day. A day where the air condition just cannot keep up. Being inside only provided mild relief from the scorching sun. This was Summer in Muddy River, Kentucky. A place that I , Morgan Jacobson, has called home for the last few weeks. It is also the place that I have had many fond memories of my childhood at visiting my grandmother through the years. I remember catching lightning bugs in mason jars. I remember swimming down in the river that actually was muddy. I remember my grandmother brushing my hair and she told me...

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The Anniversary Dinner

Submitted to Contest #100

"You look amazing," Ankush says, leaning on the doorway, arms crossed in a tuxedo. She turns away from the mirror. "You aren't supposed to see me." She is wearing a dark Maroon off-shoulder gown adorned with sequin embroidery. He walks in. "I just couldn't help myself coming over here." She smiles. "Now that you are here, please help me." She picks up earrings, "Which one?" "The emerald one." He says. She puts them on. "This Tux again? How long has it been? five years." She holds the necklace, moves her hair sideways, exposing her nape. "Do ...

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