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Behind the Last Window
Behind the Last Window The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She had never stepped foot beyond the walls of the compound, but the window offered a tantalizing glimpse of the world beyond. The sky was always a bright blue, the trees a deep green, and the grass a vibrant shade of yellow. It was as if the window was a portal to another world, one that was far more beautiful and inviting than the one she knew.
By Paul Smith3 years ago in Fiction
The Last Window of Apollo. Runner-Up in Behind the Last Window Challenge.
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room... She glanced down at the papyrus on her lap. The hot flames bit at her nostrils as she struggled to finish her inscription before the fires finished their consumption of Troy.
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
Survive
The outside world was unknown to her, but she could see a glimpse of it through the window in his room. She could see trees and the sun, sometimes birds of different colors, and chimneys smoking during the winter time. Once in a while she could hear children laughing outside, but she never saw them. She longed to be part of their play, but she new it was to dangerous for her.
By Dagmar Goeschick3 years ago in Fiction
Now You're a Stensen
“Archibold, shut up and drink your blood!” came the shrill voice of Shavina from the other room. The young, pubescent vampire looked glumly down at his blood porridge. Shavina was a strict health addict who always made his blood curds, lovingly known as porridge, without sugar.
By Emily Marie Concannon3 years ago in Fiction
