Amanda Rye

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Dec, 2022

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“Silent Death” by Amanda Rye

Your skin was pale, your mouth was blue, and your fingers purple-tipped like delicate violet buds. I named you Silence for the way you spoke, or rather, the way you did not speak.  Next to you I imagine I was strange. My skin tanned from the sun, my back and legs sinewy. Your moonlight limbs sought only the cover of night; during the day you would sit in the shadows and stare. My lips were startling red when paired with your own blue mouth. Sometimes I caught you shaping words I said and other times you mouthed your own phrases, glimpse...

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“When The Fire Goes Out” by Amanda Rye

Far away, a man stands in front of a fire. He watches the flames with the quiet reverence of someone practiced in the art of appreciation. An appreciation taught to him by an elderly monk who passed many years ago, and like any (honorary) son, the man will carry his legacy by continuing his work. The man remembers a boy he used to know. If he were to tell that boy’s story, it would go something like th...

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“I Met You After Death” by Amanda Rye

He was a night sky and she was the moon, and together they fit perfectly.He didn’t have a shape, because he had left his body long ago. She, however, had a preference to own a form. She remembered, like an elderly woman’s old, treasured memory, that she used to love the moonrise. So she curled over, hardening her edges until they formed a sphere.Each crater and imperfection reflected her scars from the war, when they were both body-bound. She was a moon, and she would catch the end of each sunset and ri...

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“The Inner Rot” by Amanda Rye

In the darkest part of the forest was a monster.The monster was only a woman (in appearance), but her soul was filled with rot, and sometimes it filled her belly until she was gagging up mud into the waste bin. And on moonless nights, eerie things happened. Shadows played tricks, like making fingers look like twigs, making eyes glow like coals, making hair look like vines, and skin like pale bone.But the woman wasn’t a monster. Not yet.*Eve was green-eyed, brown-haire...

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“A Winter Dance” by Amanda Rye

The snow used to make me miserable.The frigid air seeping through the cracks in my wood, the icy water that poured down my branches like candle wax.When all that was left was a mound of snow piled on my roots and branches like winter clothes, I would shed my wooden bark in favor of amber skin. Dewy green hair and mossy eyes.My honey colored limbs would bend in the wind, and the wind would cradle me.Hello, hello, the wind sang. Hello.Goodbye, I would ...

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“A Sea of Fire and Flame” by Amanda Rye

Once, long ago, a star and the ocean fell in love. But the ocean never stays on the shore for long, and eventually the ocean drew away from the star. The star, heartbroken, retreated to a small island, where she could watch the ocean to see if he would ever have a change of heart.The star, unknowingly at the time, carried his child. When the child was born, a small boy with skin like his mother and eyes that shifted blue and green, entered the world.His mother was only with him during the day. When night fell, a different wo...

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“When The Ocean Wept” by Amanda Rye

When I was younger, I thought my mother was a mermaid in the way that all children make believe. I thought she was a mermaid, but I didn’t think I was right.Her hair was always slightly damp, and when I kissed her cheek I would taste salt. She would take me on strolls on the beach, and she would tell me the names of every shell. Scallop, she said, taking my hand and pointing it to the sand. Cowrie. Conch. And her favorite shell, Oliva. My name.An Oliva shell sits in my palm now, a gift from a woman who ...

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“Of Ice and Shadow” by Amanda Rye

There was a queen.Really, there was a little girl, but her role forced her to be queen before child.Ten was not old enough to bear the weight of such a heavy crown. But bear it she did, and it was rumored to be the reason she was so small. The weight of it had stunted her growth.Her name was Lina, and when Lina was younger she faintly remembered adoring the crown. Begging her mother to wear it, just for a moment.Oh, it was beautiful. Silver twined around sapphire and ...

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“I Almost Loved You” by Amanda Rye

I wasn’t always a goddess. Wait. That’s a lie.I was always a goddess, but I didn’t always feel like one. Mostly because I would feel.I was happy when I was praised, and upset when I was disappointed. I was annoyed when no one gave me attention and pleased when I was given gifts. Were these real emotions? I’m not sure.I don’t really feel now. You would say I am too far gone. It would be a lie. I’m not gone. I’m here. I will always be here. It is you who become gon...

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