Annabelle Lang - Writer on Reedsy Prompts

3 Stories

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Minellanisa: Blufire Grade 11-Level Winner Story

Terre:Siblings are expected, and twins are rare– but being born conjoined, like my sister Soleil and I, feels like a twist of fate only the gods could devise. We were born bound, two halves stitched together at the hip, sharing skin and bone yet never the same heart. Sol often mocks that we are proof of the gods’ irony– a girl named after the sun tethered to the earth, and me, Terre, a name heavy with terra firma, weighing her down.She dreams of soaring, I find comfort in our shared life. Every jump she braves tugs at me, every step I take w...

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Death by Man in War

Annabelle Lang

Submitted to Contest #271

The world is quieter now, but the ghosts never left.I sat alone at the station, watching the dust swirl in the light of the lamppost, the black of night engulfing the faraway flickers and flashes of street lights. The wind had a way of carrying memories, like the distant hum of engines or the soft murmur of voices that no longer existed. I tried and tried to tune it out, tried to forget, but the past always had a way of slipping through the cracks.I heard the uneven rhythm of footsteps—a familiar limp, one memorable yet not recognisable. Tur...

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The gods are Stirring

Annabelle Lang

Submitted to Contest #266

I was 13 when she disappeared, presumed dead.And that day, a piece of me was rewritten. Taken, my destiny changed, and given back.My grandmother and I were always close. The closest, ever since my parents also met her fate.Though our relationship wasn’t like others.A duty has been passed down our lineage. Gone through generations. A gift.The Artist of Deities.This was who my grandmother was. What I am now.The role of a mortal artist with gods as their muses, gifted the freedom to draw blindfolded through sacrifice.In an old vineyard at the e...

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Hi! Hola, 안녕하세요, Salut, Bonjour, Привет, Hallo, สวัสดี, Ciao, こんにちは,
你好, Merhaba, नमस्ते, مرحبا,
and Welcome!

Aspiring writer and storyteller here with a love for crafting emotionally complex characters and exploring themes of memory, identity, and the passage of time.
I thrive on weaving introspective narratives, often drawing inspiration from history, human connection, and the blurred line between reality and fiction.
Whether it’s a haunting encounter at a quiet train station or a deep dive into the untold stories behind familiar faces, my stories aim to linger in readers’ minds long after the last word.

When I’m not writing, you can find me exploring creative prompts or working on my latest book series! (still working on a title)
I’m always in search of unique and thought-provoking stories that challenge the way we see the world.

For inquiries, contact: annabellelang83@gmail.com

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