500 words or less
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It had taken four days to arrive, the snow. During that time, he could smell it coming. The air was different. Cleaner, clearer, more a texture than a smell. A prickle in his nose and throat that made him feel alert and slightly on edge. He would stand outside and breathe it in, sensing its
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Another short short entry in the monthly competition I participate in online. This one actually garnered the most votes which was cool. Funnily enough though, when I read it now I find it a bit contrived and sentimental. Anyway, the theme in June was “If Only” and this was my take on it… ***** I
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I’m currently taking part in a little writing group online that sets a monthly challenge to write a story of 200 words or less on a set theme. Each month we vote on the best one and the winner gets to pick the next month’s topic. The first topic was (appropriately enough) entitled “The First
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There was a sign by the door. A small blue enamelled metal plaque. One of the corners had cracked, and a crust of rust had started to flake about it. Judy stared at it, trying to imagine whoever it was that had placed that sign there, so straight and perfect. She wondered what they would…
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There was a small tear in the leather of the seat. A gash from some cut that had been made deliberately, meticulously. Yellow foam was oozing out of it. “Like a wound” “What?” “That tear there. On the seat. It’s like a wound.” Amy gave the tear a cursory glance. It didn’t seem to bother
