Coming

Fantasy, Romance

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Coming (133 Words)

She was going to do it. She had never been more terrified in her whole life.

Her old self-doubts came crowding around her. You can’t do this, you’re weak. You get tired running half a mile. Your stomach is like a rollercoaster, up and down. Think how sick you were this morning.

It’s true. She had been sick. But if she didn’t do this, no one else would.

All the Reward

Fantasy, Romance

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All the Reward (254 Words)

Her hands shook. She scraped the tough skin from the root, then cut the inner meat into thin circles. The pot was already boiling when she added the root. It was one chance in a thousand, but they had tried everything else.

She watched the plant fibers melt and disperse. The steam smelled like an unusual kind of spice, sweet.

“You’re doing it, then?”

The Arrow and its Mark #writephoto

Fantasy, Romance

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The Arrow and its Mark (289 Words)

She leaned on her elbows. It was a warm bright day with a cool wind ghosting the tops of the trees.

The water was blue under the sky. For a long time Kat watched, seeing the shapes of minnows like vague small shadows below. But then she saw it. It was a silver flash, sudden as direct sunlight. It was visible only for a moment, a long gleaming tail following a vague human shape.

Mr. and Mrs. Poe

Art, Romance

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Mr. and Mrs. Poe (369 Words)

“I think if you are rare,” said Mrs. Poe, “you must be a criminal.”

Mr. Poe was not mollified. The truth of the matter is, compliments from loved ones are too often like pennies in the hand of a beggar. We take them for granted and dismiss them as too poor for our needs. It is a selective partiality.

Mrs. Poe got up from her chair. Pale and fragile, when she sought his face she was determined and strong.