All the Reward

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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?”

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Spotlight

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Spotlight (99 Words)

This was it. The moment she had been waiting for.

Grace stood looking into the mirror. Her hair was brushed. Her lips were painted. It was a picture-perfect reflection. In the next room she could hear the other band members laughing, teasing. It seemed like an impossible dream that they had gotten this far.

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The Bell That Couldn’t Ring

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The Bell That Couldn’t Ring (192 Words)

One day they would have to ring the bell. It was inevitable. With the increasing attacks from the cave crawlers, it was only a matter of time before barbed and electric wire was breached and the town would be overcome. So there Peter stood in the hopes of saving at least a few of the townsfolk, ready to ring the bell.

A light voice made him turn. “You know they won’t come in the daytime. You can relax, silly.”

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The Arrow and its Mark #writephoto

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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.

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The Umbrella

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The Umbrella (175 Words)

She had carried the umbrella since she was a girl. Sunshine and rain, there was the umbrella in her hand like a gentleman’s cane. And walking in a moonlight garden with her sister, there was the umbrella spread as always.

Angie hadn’t seen her sister in ten years. Both of them had changed, but there was that umbrella.

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Nice Human

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There was a sudden thump. A human silhouette was plastered against the steaming shower door.

Snoggle raised his head wearily, letting his fingers splay on the tile floor. The water ran little rivers down his angular back.

“I told you,” he said. “You can’t scare me.”

There was an audible sigh. The silhouette slumped. “It’s not fair!”

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