Written by Garrett Dawdy

Illustration by Madison Otten

You could hardly tell a gravel road was supposed to be there, the amount of snow turned the whole ground into a white blanket, only the absences of trees gave it away. It was cold, so very cold. The jacket and hat did nothing to stop the winding from howling icy daggers into you. Your car was a good bit away, abandoned when you couldn’t get it free, and with no heater your only option was to move, at least you hoped it was the only decision and not a mistake. Continue reading Writing Contest Second Place Winner, Winter’s Howl

Written by Alan Sralik

Illustration by Madison Otten

It’s just past 3 a.m. as the guard makes his hourly lap outside the perimeter fence and hears the shattering of glass from within. He hurries forward to see the cut fence and ducks beneath it to move inside. Continue reading Writing Contest Third Place Winner, Crimson and Gold