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Winning Collection 2020 Winning Collection 2020 by Victoria Clapton
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“As soon as the window is cracked, the smell washes over me like a blanket and I recline in my seat. Now I understand why Tommos insisted on me coming. I wasn't so everyone in Eden would respect me. It was for this moment. This moment of peace. Of finally being able to understand that I was right: the Wilding is freedom, with its clear blue sky, carpet of plant life and the undisturbed current running through it like a trickle of tranquility.”
Martha Everitt, Winning Collection 2020
“I look up to discover a large, brown owl with three eyes glaring at me, waiting for my demise, I suspect.”
Victoria Clapton, Winning Collection 2020
“The gravity of our situation isn't lost on me, but I stall for a few more moments. No one will like what I have to say.
Our island is self-sufficient alright. Except for the threads of kelp we use to make súgán, rope that makes the trambles that we desperately need to catch fish. The long-stranded kelp comes from a dangerous, forbidden place below the island, a land belonging to no one that is situated between us and an enemy tribe, a tribe of fish people known as Iasc. As such, for lack of a better name, my people call the almost mythical area, as none of us has laid eyes on it, the Between.”
Victoria Clapton, Winning Collection 2020
“Grant is going to be killed by pirates.
He assumed dehydration, starvation, or drowning would do him in, but no. It's pirates. They stare down at him and his little piece of driftwood from their big, fancy ship, and he wonders if one of them would be kind enough to shoot him. He wonders if a bullet would be enough.”
Jackary Salem, Winning Collection 2020
“Wolves prey on the weak.
"Take off the hood."
"I know what you are," the voice creaked. "Scabs."
Rezag's lip curled. It was meant to imply unpleasant old wounds, leftovers from wars, which is what many groups like his were. He liked the term considerably less than 'Wolves.' So did the others. Hands crept to weapons and lips pulled back from teeth. While hackles raised, the old woman retrieved her empty pot, seemingly oblivious to the murder in the air.”
Jim Horlock, Winning Collection 2020