The deeper the night, the louder the sound.
Each submission, whether poem or prose, was limited to 250 words, and the first team to complete all the prompts would be crowned the winning house.
The girl stared back at her and asked a question that made Mrittika’s heart beat faster. “Don’t you recognise me?”
Suddenly, the shadow became larger on the wall. At that exact moment, something felt heavy on Farid’s chest–and got heavier by the minute. Everything was still, and in that silence, a silhouette slowly grew over Farid’s body.
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