Akra Carras

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2021

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7 Stories

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“Timeless Photograph” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #103

I pulled the photo from the box, looking at the two figures pictured upon it. It was my mom, when she was much younger, next to a young man that I didn’t recognize.  “Hey mom,” I asked, turning to my mother, who was sifting through another box of photos. It was about time that we went through them anyway. “Who’s this?” I held the photo out to her, and she took it, her blue eyes scanning the photo.

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“My Diantha” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #101

The train wheels beat incessantly against the tracks as they passed over them, the repetitive clicking echoing the scenery beyond the crystal clear windows, where trees passed by in a blur of green that never ceased. In the same way, the pocket watch in my hand continued, time ticking by with each click of the wheels, each tree we passed. And far behind, dark hair, billowing dress, soleful eyes watching ...

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“Complicated Cooking” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #100

The pot was boiling over. It hadn’t started recently either. A cloud of foam steadily grew, spilling over the steel side and sizzling as it slipped against the flame, creating a haze of steam. “ORIAL,” came a scream as the door slammed, a figure bursting into the apartment and dashing towards the stove. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING?” His hand deftly flipped off the stove, and the sizzling slowed. ...

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“Oasis” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #98

An oasis. That’s what Fikri needed. The lightly-laden pony beneath him was flagging, having dropped from it’s all out gallop to the slower canter hours ago, and to a trot minutes ago.  Without water, Fikri knew that the horse could simply collapse beneath him, and then he would be stranded in the middle of the largest desert in Ashal. The sun beat down on the two lone figures, both of them knowing that it was th...

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“Insanity of Isolation” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #97

I don’t want to be alone.  The words echoed through my mind as I peered out the small window that separated me from the rest of the world. Four stone walls formed my prison, not an exit or entrance that I had been able to find in my stay. The window was the only thing that I had, the only glimpse into what was beyond. Stars winked down at me from the great expanse of the sky, but I knew that the...

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“A Room Half Full” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #96

The room was empty when we moved in. Other rooms, the dining room, the bedroom, the bathrooms, had been left with tiny remnants of the past owners, a used toothbrush, socks tucked in odd places, and even an armchair that they must have forgotten.  But this room was empty. It was smaller than the average bedroom, right off the living room with no clear purpose but to exist. Our first idea was a nursery. I...

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“The Path From the Past to the Future” by Akra Carras

Submitted to Contest #96

The room was large. Everything in it was large. Lavish furniture surrounded me, paintings hung on bright colored wallpaper, tall green plants reached toward the sun at windows, through which a rosy sunset light was cast over the room. It’d been so long since I had been in this room, in this house. Nothing had changed but the owners. Each settee stood in the same place. Some of the paintings had been replaced, fa...

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