The Metro
A Fantasy Short Story

I didn’t win the contest. I kind of predicted it beforehand, but it still didn’t prepare me for the aftershock. Everyone was talented. Everyone had more charisma. I thought I had a shot, but I was missing something everyone else had.
The judges were not kind, not that they had to be anyway. I tried my best, but it wasn’t enough — the other contestants were stronger. I know I…