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Agris Engelis

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2021

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Last Warrior

Submitted to Contest #297

The midnight draws near, I sit and sharpen my blade in fear. Will I be able to survive this night, will I be able to fight back the dark. My Brethren all fallen, yet I still live.Our mother, preparing my meal for the battle ahead, while I sharpen my blade on the whetstone. “You don’t have to go.” My mother kept pleading with me. “You know I cannot.” I grind my blade, it shines brighter each time I cross it. “I am the last one. I must fight back the dark.” She hugged me tight. “Your brothers said the same, and they did not come back.” I lay m...

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Winter's battle

Submitted to Contest #296

The stench of gunpowder and blood filled the air. Bodies loitered the snowy ground as a stream of white snowflakes covered them. I looked across the battlefield, knowing the enemy is there beyond, but my vision blocked by the for of explosives. I look to the right, I see my brothers in arms, resting, preparing and weeping for the friends they’ve already lost, wishing to be home to their families and some crying for their mothers.I look to the left, I see my real brother. My younger brother Jack and I ‘volunteered’ for the army, truth be told...

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The Alley

Submitted to Contest #295

Name’s John. I just left my company mandated AA meeting I have to visit each week after being awol or drunk at work for almost a month. You are probably wondering why I wasn’t just fired, it’s because they know and understand.About two months ago, my family and I were on a trip to visit my parents and were on our way back. It was a long trip, and I was getting tired, the rain was falling in a soothing rhythm, to a point I drifted off for a second… that second was all that was needed, as I swerved into incoming traffic. I managed to pull a si...

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The letters

Submitted to Contest #294

I had a friend named Cindy. We grew up together in a small town in UK. As we graduated from our high schools, we split paths and went our separate ways, she went to London to study, I went to Bermingham for work. We still tried to keep in touch.1987. June 13thHi JohnI just arrived at my new place. I took a short walk around and I really like it here. People are so nice and friendly. My flat is quite small, but it is enough for me, you know I am a minimalist.I met my new neighbour Anna, she seems very nice she said she will show me around lat...

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Jess

Submitted to Contest #237

“It’s been but a day since we last spoke.” A man’s voice, full of pain could be heard in a cold room. “But a day since I felt the warmth of your touch.” A flickering candle was the only thing providing light upon a nearby table. “But I feel as if a lifetime has passed.”The man sat down by the flickering light. “While yesterday seems already years away, the past we’ve had, and life we lived, shines and loops within my memory as if it’s still happening.” A pencil, scraping away at a paper, could be heard in the dark. “But do not fear my sweet ...

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Digital Girl

Submitted to Contest #236

It’s been three years since Scarlet moved away for college. She came back this summer to visit her parents for a month. “Scarlet. Can you clear out the shed, it’s really filled up with a lot of unnecessary rubbish?” Mom has been trying to get Scarlet’s dad to clear the shed since she moved, and he still hadn’t done it. “Sure mom. I do have to meet my friends later today, but I’ll help as much as I can.” After breakfast, Scarlet walked towards the living room where dad was resting. “Don’t even try. He hasn’t moved his ass around the house si...

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Basement Jeff

Submitted to Contest #235

My name is Jeff and I used to be an everyday office worker till She caught me. It has been 3 months since I last been outside. She keeps me locked down here. I was coming back from a pub one night, celebrated my best friend’s engagement. I was quite drunk, so when a dark Mercedes stopped next to me, I did not think too much about it. “Hi, where are you going so late?” I just laughed and bent into the window. “Heading home.” And she just smiled a sweet smile. “Do you need a lift?” And stupid old drunk me, could not say no to a pretty face and...

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Let’s play a game: Game 2

Submitted to Contest #225

“Hello, Jimmy.” The disgusting puppet human said. “It’s time for the second game.” “I thought there would only be the one.” The thing just smiled. “No, my boy, that was just the trial.” As he said that, he snapped his fingers and my surroundings changed. “Welcome to the second game.” Around me I saw multiple mirrors spawn in one after another. “Compared to the previous ‘trial’ game, this will be less painful.” He said, then smirked. “But there’s a chance you’ll never leave this place.” I looked at the mirrors, studying the infinite number of...

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Let's play a game

Submitted to Contest #224

“I can’t sleep, I must not sleep.” Jim said, drinking another cup of coffee. “I feel it’s gaze form the dark.” “let’s play a game.” A deep corrosive voice came from the dark wardrobe in his room. He quickly shut the door to block the source of sound. “You can’t hide forever.” The sound now came from underneath his bed. It made Jim run off to the living room and quiver while sitting on the couch. Jim’s consciousness was fading in and out as he tried to fight off the sleep for the third day in the row. “Must… not… sleep.” Jim said as his body ...

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The Damned House

Submitted to Contest #168

My name is Steven Prescot. I’m an aspiring ghost story writer. I’ve just finished English literature and was looking for a place to stay online. I found a house, just a couple cities over, that had its price drop quite a lot. After searching around some more, I found out that it was based on several deaths within the premises. I thought it would be a great place to gain inspiration for some stories and maybe ask around about the people who lived in the house. So, I packed my stuff and headed out to the new house. I travelled to the city, or ...

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Creatures of the land of the damned

Submitted to Contest #164

“Where I come from, the land has never seen the light of the sun.” The well aged Gentleman said finishing his cup of coffee. “You asked me who I am, but I say it does now matter, for I am but a tool, a weapon to keep the dark at bay. I am the gatekeeper of my home.” I had met this mystery of a man purely by chance. It happened about 4 hours ago, he barged into my house without saying a word. At first, I thought he was a burglar, but he asked for nothing, he said nothing, he just ran around my house, checking every closet, bed, and dark corne...

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pompeii

Submitted to Contest #163

I am… was a simple farmer. I lived in a small house with my wife Helpis Afra, our daughter Pomaria and me, Lucius. My wife and I have lived here for all our life, and we never saw this coming. It was still morning when the great mountain first rumbled. Its voice could be heard echoing from far far away. The Great Mountains anger could be seen, as its anger fumed up into the realm of gods. We awoke to our little Pomaria crying, as the God of the mountains grumble had scared her. “Shhh… don’t worry sweetie, everything will be alright”. My wife...

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Highway to hell! Stairway to heaven?

Submitted to Contest #119

I lived a lazy life filled with poor judgements. I worked as a programmer and hacker during the nights. I lived a fairly wealthy if not good life. When I was 40, I died, I chocked on a KFC chicken wing bone. “Hello there, Martin.” As I died, I saw in front of me a man dressed in a white suit. “Hello... who are you?” the man smiled. “I’m no one important, I’m but a guide to the afterlife.” I looked around; I was in a white void. There was nothing but the man and 2 doors. “Where exactly am I?” the man opened his arms. “Welcome to the room of c...

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Jeff

Submitted to Contest #118

I woke up in a dimly lit room. I felt weight on my hands and ankles. I don’t remember what happened exactly, all I can remember are blood-stained walls and my own hand covered in blood. “Oh, I see you’ve awoken.” I looked up to see a woman in a lab coat. She walked closer to me with her notepad as she looked at me. “Tell me, do you remember anything?” I was still confused about everything. Why was I chained up? What happened. But the only thing I could say was. “Blood.” Hearing my own voice at that point startled me. That isn’t my voice, at ...

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Empty man

CW: suicideI sit here, under the bridge, watching the river go by and think of my past. I remember all of my mistakes and all my cowardice.I look down at my grandfather’s revolver and look at the six empty chamber. “One for everyone I’ve failed.” I pulled out the bullets from my pocket, took one in my fingers and rolled it between my fingers. “Such a little thing, yet it has the power to free me and everyone from me.”I take the bullet and insert it into the chamber. “The first bullet for the love lost and never gained. I’m sorry for never tr...

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