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Opening by @brisby Midnight barbs hooked Sedra’s duster as she sped through the bramble underbrush atop Nox. Errant envy for her psi-meleon’s iridescent scales fluttered within her mind. Perfect. I'm going

Opening by @brisby Midnight barbs hooked Sedra’s duster as she sped through the bramble underbrush atop Nox. Errant envy for her psi-meleon’s iridescent scales fluttered within her mind. Perfect. I'm going

This is an entry to the long running #finishthestory contest held over on @bananafish. This week, I have included a bit of a twist. Our dear protagonist is about to face a splitting time line, you might

These are some cookies I made last weekend, recipe is still a work in progress but based on one I found in a magazine smushed into a brownie recipe. Cookies, they are good rich and chocolatey they are

Opening by @brisby "Our company stands by our satisfaction guarantee!" beamed the processing clerk with her row of brilliant white teeth. Arnav returned her smile with a tight one of his own.

Opening by @dirge "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Mike asked. He glanced over his shoulder, ensuring that Derek was still in the bathroom. "I mean. He's your uncle. That

Opening by @zeldacroft “Carl, I’m not telling you again. No.” The teen shook his head emphatically as he shut his locker. John started to walk away, with Carl close behind. Most of the students had already

Source Has A Song Shaped Who You are? Enter The Contest! There are plenty of cool and iconic songs, plenty of songs that I love, anthems that I’d stand by, songs that were part of my childhoods, favorites

Opening by @f3nix "СКБ Прогресс". Space Missile Center Progress. The writing stood out on the roof of the latrine, indelible against the cobalt blue metal, sparkling under the dirty white sky

Image Credit Opening By @brisby Shiro paid the street vendor for his lemonade, unfazed by her curious glances to the glove on his hand. Any other day, he would have answered the unspoken questions of the

Opening by @dirge “You can’t to do that,” she said in her broken English. Her face was contorted in a rage, highlighting the wrinkles that came with late age. Lee Minkyung slammed the door behind her as

Opening by @f3nix A fictional prompt based on real happenings, with a fictional ending The tapered fingers came to life, maneuvered by invisible threads, following the murderous order whispered by the

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The heavy set door of La Sentinelle had swung shut, solemn footsteps traced the familiar path to the beach, for the last time. That was years ago. The tide of automation had risen, and with it, a slow

A grim look passed between the two girls. “You need to eat before you go.” Elshi eyed the empty box behind Amber. “I’m not really hungry, you have it.” Her thoughts slipped into silent prayer, not to a

Lay on the bed, the outline of ceiling tiles etched into her vision. They told her she was lucky. She didn't feel lucky, lay waiting for a nurse to sit her up. Her life felt over. It wasn't, she could

Mark never got why kids thought to would be cool to work at the arcade when they were older, it fucking sucked. The rows of game cabinets were interspersed with lucky dips vending machine and turn-coin

A Break In The Monotony Her cheeks blushing as pink as her protruding tongue, Shansha tugged on her hoodie. “Come on Dekie! We’re gunna miss the buuuus.” She drew out the word, her intonation hurrying

Opening by @f3nix Auntie Masha‘ n the God’s Mistakes / every day on FRINGE -FM! / We will lure them, interview them / fun and tortures never end! " The radio anchor's words glide over the frantic

He works a job from nine to five Doing what he had to to stay alive Working for a man who calls him lad When he was twenty-six wasn't as bad Now he’s forty-five and still at the grind Wondering what happened