writting promt #1

My heart was beating so fast. My hands won't stop shaking. Tonight was the night I'm doing it. It had to be now. I have steeled my heart and iron my resolved. I peer around the corner. In the guard house were my target: Hasan Carver, Luke Mccann, and...

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Kira's bad day

I made my way through the forest. My body ached from the long trip I had to do on foot. _They really need to put a port or something out here. I can't keep going over to the next town to use theirs every winter and spring._ For the past few months,...

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“Worse than it Looks” (A Caden Story)

“Worse than it Looks" Turbulence rattled the Vertical Assent Transport slightly as it finished climbing over the storm pouring rain onto the jungle below. With the human pilot focused on flying, the owl shifter's head swiveled back,...

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How to Seer, Part 7

How to Seer, Part 7 copyright comidacomida 2019 Three days after I'd almost been mugged my entire life had changed in another way. Kon had explained the trouble we'd run into (while leaving out several other more personal details), and ...

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Playing Catch with the Stars

Playing Catch with the Stars Somewhere in Southern California, 4:00 am \*click\* The sound of the camera was now audible in the silent night air as a fruit bat and wolf lounged in their camping...

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A Second Chance

"Thirty-five thousand!?" I leaned forward from my SUV's backseat, gripping the phone in my paw much harder than I needed to. "You're telling me that an eighteen-year-old raccoon managed to cause that much...

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Grey

The dungeons of Cynon were dark and dank as any other, lit only by torches along the hall. Dust blanketed the stone floor, rats scurried about, and various insects clung in dark corners away from harm. A hooded figure glided silently down the entrance...

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Writing Prompt #4 - "Albrecht Syndrome"

Max hunched over his keyboard with bated breath, checking each part of his genomic analysis code line by line for what felt like the hundredth time. The pipeline ran just fine, but just because it was syntactically correct didn’t mean that it was free...

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The Truth

The Truth The small room was packed with a wild assortment of furs. It appeared people from all walks of life had turned up to hear what the speaker had to say. While they waited, many conversations happening all at the same time created a dull roar...

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The Dark Side of the Moon

## The Dark Side of the Moon By Evan Drake © 2019, Evan Drake, All Rights Reserved Carter stared at his home computer screen, tapping one long, bony, scaly finger on the desk in an uneven rhythm while chewing on his finger nails. Taking up a large...

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Perfect Game

## Perfect Game > by Evan Drake The sun sat high in the sky, beaming brightly on the mercenary company as they rode through the valley. There was no cloud cover and the wind nonexistent. Breathing was an arduous task thanks to the hot, sticky...

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Goodbye Files - Unnatural Skies

Goodbye, New Mexico had many urban legends. Too many, if me and other paranormal researchers had anything to say. Something about the Route 66 ghost town drew people and the supernatural to it in the same way it did for Area 51, Stonehenge, and the...

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