A. Kangiser

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Grimjar” by A. Kangiser

Submitted to Contest #167

The walls of reality bulge as the sky pours down whispers of death from above. Red sky, red clouds, red death. Little forms scurry about; man.. animal..? They seem familiar to a distant part of the consciousness but in a strange way they seem foreign as well. I look each of them over to gauge if they are the ones responsible for summoning me.Zaxxle: "There now.. isn't this better..?"The intrusive thought comes from everywhere and nowhere all at once to reverberate around ...

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“Of personal growth and acceptance” by A. Kangiser

Submitted to Contest #115

Looking back at the other night, it seems so long ago. Not because it was nearly four months in the past but because of how much I have changed since then. Maybe it’s still fresh in my mind because of how many times I played it back in my head, only to return to it over and over again.I don’t know exactly what it was that I was making but it was something wrapped in a tortilla. There was melted cheese involved and I had gotten some of it on my finger. I was standing at the counter to the right of the kitchen sink when I turned to w...

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“2. Broken windows and broken lives.” by A. Kangiser

Submitted to Contest #97

Donny’s footsteps fade away into the night as the house continues to burn. Jebediah lay there a few minutes more on the ground before standing to dust himself off. His ribs are sore from the fall and the few pellets that struck him from the shotgun blast. Fortunately, nothing feels broken. Glancing about, he takes in the scene.All around the yard lie the burning debris, flames fluttering in the wind. The country home he had called his own for the past few months is half standing, half devastated. It looks like part of it...

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“What it takes to see the light” by A. Kangiser

Submitted to Contest #92

Jeb leans back against the wall and cocks the hammer on his double-action revolver. The click~click his pistol makes gives him a sense of false security. Sweat drips down into his eyes causing his vision to blur. He is upstairs lying on his side in the moonlit hallway between the bathroom and bedroom door. The rustle of leaves can be heard skittering across the roof just beyond the peak. “Show yourself.” Jeb yells down to the floor below.No answer comes as lightning ...

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Author bio

I like playing TTRPGS, both solo and with a group. I’m a crafter. I enjoy making terrain, dioramas and figures. Someday I hope to publish and start my own YouTube channel. Oh and bourbon.. you must never forget the bourbon.