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Whispers in the Wind

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2019

Chapter 1
    There’s a bluebird in the maple tree. It’s a male, with a beautiful, rusty breast and wings the color of sapphires. He is joined by his mate, the female he’s been with since spring. Their two broods aren’t far away; from my red lawn chair, I hear them chirping, their sweet voices carried by the wind. Their song leaves a smile on my face.
    I lower my binoculars gently, allowing them to rest against my olive-green...

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Ibex (United States of America) published:

Whispers in the Wind

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2019

Chapter 1
    There’s a bluebird in the maple tree. It’s a male, with a beautiful, rusty breast and wings the color of sapphires. He is joined by his mate, the female he’s been with since spring. Their two broods aren’t far away; from my red lawn chair, I hear them chirping, their sweet voices carried by the wind.
    I lower my binoculars gently, allowing them to rest against my olive-green jacket while I jot Bluebird, 2 in my...
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Ibex (United States of America) reviewed:

The King's Cause

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2019

9 days ago

Ibex (United States of America) published:

Whispers in the Wind

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2019

Chapter 1
    There’s a bluebird in the maple tree. It’s a male, with a beautiful, rusty breast and wings the color of sapphires. He is joined by his mate, the female he’s been with since spring. Their two broods aren’t far away; from my red lawn chair, I hear them chirping, their sweet voices carried by the wind.
    I lower my binoculars gently, allowing them to rest against my olive-green jacket while I jot Bluebird, 2 in my...
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10 days ago

Ibex (United States of America) published:

Whispers in the Wind

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2019

Chapter 1
    There’s a bluebird in the maple tree. It’s a male, with a beautiful, rusty breast and wings the color of sapphires. He is joined by his mate, the female he’s been with since spring. Their two broods aren’t far away; from my red lawn chair, I hear them chirping, their sweet voices carried by the wind.
    I lower my binoculars gently, allowing them to rest against my olive-green jacket while I jot Bluebird, 2 in my...
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10 days ago

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Ibex (United States of America) published:

Whispers in the Wind

PROMPT: Novel Writing Competition 2019

Chapter 1
    There’s a bluebird in the maple tree. It’s a male, with a beautiful, rusty breast and wings the color of sapphires. He is joined by his mate, the female he’s been with since spring. Their two broods aren’t far away; from my red lawn chair, I hear them chirping, their sweet voices carried by the wind.
    I lower my binoculars gently, allowing them to rest against my olive-green jacket while I jot Bluebird, 2 in my...
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Ibex (United States of America) published:

In the Cradle of the Trees

PROMPT: Doorways

    We get up, shivering in the cool of the forest, and start to tear down our camp before the sun rises. Often, it is the birds that wake us, their high-pitched, chirruping songs ending the trees' silent slumber; they celebrate the coming of the dawn.
    By the time the sun begins to peek through the shadow of the woods, I am boiling water for breakfast. I always face East while preparing our food, positioned on a...

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Ibex (United States of America) published:

Drift

PROMPT: Human Connections Essay Competition 2019

    Our last conversation was an email. I remember it clearly--I relaxed in my bed, enjoying my first Tuesday of summer vacation, looking forward to Wednesday's trip to New York City. Seemingly, judging by my expression and generally upbeat attitude, everything was fine.
    When I consider the human race, I see an infinite ocean, on which all of us are floating, drifting on wooden rafts. We, all of us, are tied by ropes, some long, some short,...

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Ibex (United States of America) published:

In the Cradle of the Trees

PROMPT: Doorways

    We get up, shivering in the cool of the forest, and start to tear down our camp before the sun rises. Often, it is the birds that wake us, their high-pitched, chirruping songs ending the trees' silent slumber; they celebrate the coming of the dawn.
    By the time the sun begins to peek through the shadow of the woods, I am boiling water for breakfast. I always face East while preparing our food, positioned on a...

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