Tag: story
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Time of Fall
The globe was kept high on a shelf, away from small grabby fingers and curious hands. Once per year, the man would take it down to show the children what he kept inside. A gnarled oak tree dressed in oranges, reds, and yellows. A pile of loose leaves scattered around the dry, yellow grass below.…
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Mirror
The mirror was the last remaining artifact of a turbulent time. It saw heartache and joy, chaos and peace, anger and fear, both life and death. The mirror witnessed it all as it hung on delicate and faded paisley wallpaper. The mirror’s frame was carved into intricate waves and loops, like a vine of ivy…
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Unfortunate Circumstance
The young woman strode down the moonlit street. Fog, rolling in from the sea, billowed around the hem of her skirts. She much preferred these older cobble streets. They were one of the few remaining to be lit for the most part by the full moon herself with a few gas lanterns along the way.…
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Trick or Treat
“Why do we have to do this again, Evelyn?” “Because, Judith, it is a proud tradition upheld amongst generations of Sullivan youths.” Evelyn responded. She crossed her arms and fixed her two friends with a glare. She had donned a costume for the holiday which detracted from her blue-eyed glare just a smidge, if her…
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The Birds
The darkness is back again. Memory and Remorse peck at each other. Glee and Anger wing wildly against the cage. Shame and Fear huddle together in a corner. Their beaks bowed low as they feel what will come. Knowledge and Thought eye each other from their perches of flesh. ~ Dark and sappy pitch seeps…
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The Dark of the Forest
The hills were always the greenest I’d ever seen. The sky was the bluest I could have ever imagined. The forest on the edge of the village, though – the forest wasn’t the most of any color, with none of the vibrancy or beauty all that had it surrounded was blessed with. The forest terrified…
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There Was…
There was a silence. It was a silence that turned the ticking of a clock into the strike of a gong, the shot from a cannon, the scream of a trumpet. There was a darkness. It was a darkness that absorbed every color: the blue of the twilight, the red of tear-stained cheeks, the ivory…
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Taco Tuesday
Taco Tuesday was always my favorite. Always has been, or had been, until Mr. Brain-Fetish came through town. After the majority of us had died of “natural causes,” the mayor decided it was best to ban all meat from the town. This, of course, broke the first and only rule of Taco Tuesday: One shalt…
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The Void
Friday was the last day. The sun didn’t rise, the moon fell into black. We saw stars blink out, one after the other. People thought the air would turn cold and we’d lose all oxygen, but really? It just got dark. Our paths were lit by artificial stars, designed to keep the dark at bay.…
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Shadowed Blessing
The trees of the forest stood tall and the shadows danced and cackled as a young girl wandered deeper through the darkened wood. The lantern held in her hand was useless as the shadows consumed the light emanating from it. The girl tripped and caught herself on the tall oak next to her. “Now why…