Ane Gummel

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Sep, 2024

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“Mountain of Madness” by Ane Gummel

Blackness, then stars. Colors Henry couldn’t comprehend danced around him. A pain shot through his left leg, from ankle to hip crease, as consuming as the cosmos. Slow your thoughts, allow sensations to pass through you, breathe through the pain. The stars formed a canopy to cradle him. There had never been so many colors. Each one carried a sound. Blue was A minor: A requiem for nothing. He laughed. Blue was A minor and his pain a symphony. If he couldn’t get the car to start he’d just hitch a ride. What was the worst that could happen? He’...

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“Something Like Desire” by Ane Gummel

Submitted to Contest #272

` The cabin in the woods has been abandoned for years. Unexpectedly, tonight there is a candle burning in the window. I see myself reacting: I shake my head in disbelief. The candle is sitting atop a plain wooden table, no other furnishings are visible. The flame is feeble, noncommittal. It’s pissing me off. I’ve been observing the cabin every day and night for the past three months and haven’t seen anything. Suddenly, this candle is flickering audaciously in the window like it’s always been there. The cabin is creepy enough when ostensibly ...

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“Dragonfly Arrow” by Ane Gummel

Submitted to Contest #268

The dragonflies circling her head formed a halo. Chayil imagined herself as a painting from one of the religious books in her father’s attic. They couldn’t recall walking to the pond, removing their clothing, rubbing mud over their entire body, or falling asleep on their back under a fig tree. But then, things did often occur in curious ways. That’s probably why, when the dragonflies flew off, coalescing into the shape of an arrow, Chayil wasn’t shocked. Nevertheless, once she stood and began making her way toward the dragonfly arrow, a sens...

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“The Joan of Arc Fountain” by Ane Gummel

Submitted to Contest #268

All that money. Thad thought about how different his life would be if he had money. He could take Sundara to expensive restaurants, buy her fine silk dresses in olive or emerald green colors that would beautifully compliment her skin tone. The first time Thad locked eyes with her, something inside him shifted, the universe seemed to take on new meaning. For the first time, Thadeus thought maybe, just maybe, there was a purpose to life. Thadeus walked past the bank for the fourth time in two days. It was slightly out of the way, but he ...

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Author bio

Queer Anarchist, Feminist, Agitator, Activist, Witch, Professional Jerk