Category: 100 Days, 100 stories
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Twenty-one
The time is ripe. The stage is set. The stars have aligned. I’m not sure about the last one, actually; I don’t have a telescope. It’s just an expression, anyway. The book says this ritual only needs the things I’ve already set up. My room looks like a tsunami has swept everything away. My bed…
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Twenty
“They’ve disbanded.” “What?” I exclaimed, setting my book upside-down on the table, open at the page I was on. I stared wide-eyed at my mother as she walked through the front door, setting her straw hat down on the coat rack. “Why?” She sighed, removing her sunglasses and putting them in her pocket. “This is…
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Nineteen
I awoke with a jolt, the blaring alarm only serving to worsen my already-splitting headache. Groaning, I lifted my hand, pushing it against the glass of the sleep pod and watching it slide open, the stale air of the ship flooding in and making me cough. I forced myself into a sitting position, but as…
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Eighteen
CONTENT WARNING: This story contains depictions of suicide. — — — “Hey everyone. I’m Reece.” “Hi Reece,” the rest of the people in the room responded, each one sharing the same, monotone voice. They all sat in a circle on simple, brown wooden chairs in the vast hall, the emptiness around them pressing against them…
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Seventeen
The three of us gaze down into the black abyss, our toes barely hanging over the edge. It goes down further than any of us can make out; we might as well call it eternal. But we know it isn’t. “You’re certain he’s down there?” Lorelei asks, picking a small pebble up from the ground…
A Forsworn Fantasy 