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(Details of how to enter YOUR short story or poem this year appear at the end of the story).
Red Sail at Sunset
by Deoridhe Grimsdottir
Nicoletta stood at the edge of the canal, watching for the red sail.
The stone of the lion was icy against her gloved palm despite the languid summer day which had passed, and the breeze from the ocean also brought the scent of hay from the other side of the canal, where the final few figures in sackcloth and straw hats bound together long stalks in tight bundles. Through the narrow eyes of her mask, she could see the first…
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