Annie Percik

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019

Stories (5)

5 Stories

66 karma pts

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“The Young Soldier” by Annie Percik

Submitted to Contest #27

The young soldier moved through the train, trying to shift his weight to compensate for the rocking motion. He was still quite new to the train crew and hadn’t yet become used to the constant movement of the ground beneath his feet. He had a private message to deliver, from The Driver to the Baggage Master, which required traversing the whole length of the train. It would take him nearly half an hour to reach the rear carriage. His boot heels chimed on the smooth floor, announcing his approach to those further along. Uniformed ...

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“Out With The Old” by Annie Percik

Submitted to Contest #22

The old man sat by the glittering Christmas tree, snoring gently in his comfy armchair. His white hair sprouted outwards in untidy tufts, clean but unbrushed. His puffy face and corpulent stature spoke to seasonal over-indulgence, and the way the chair seemed to form around him suggested that he hadn't moved in some time. He wore soft pyjamas and an old but clearly very comfortable robe. His feet were encased in fluffy slippers, and his chin rested on his chest in slumber. In short, he was the very picture of ease.

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“The Gig” by Annie Percik

Submitted to Contest #20

The music pounded through Emma’s chest and skull. The venue was crowded and dark, except for pinpoints of light scattered through the crowd as eager audience members raised their mobile phones to record bits of the show.The man standing at centre stage had longish pale blond hair, artfully designed to appear carelessly disarrayed. He was thin to the point of loo...

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“First Impressions” by Annie Percik

⭐️ Shortlisted for Contest #19

“Hey, Jad, I’ve got something!” Yisaheur swivelled around in his chair, waggling his eye stalks excitedly at his crew-mate. He stabbed a tentacle towards his console, where jagged lines were jumping about across one of the screens. Ma'jadaloon was more jaded. “Really?” She yawned widely, all three rows of her teeth on menacing display. They had been out in deep space for a very long time, with nothing whatsoever to show for it, except incredible boredom and a tremendous desire to lay eyes on a...

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“Pass the Parcel” by Annie Percik

Submitted to Contest #18

Moonlight illuminated the casement window, dispensing with the need for artificial light. Stax was grateful for that; the soft, natural light enabled her to see what she was doing without making her any more obvious to anyone passing below. She made sure she was balanced securely on the sill, and retrieved a piece of heavy wire from her pocket. Inserting it in the slender gap between the window and its frame, she gave the wire a quick twist, and the latch sprang up. The win...

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Shortlisted 1 story ⭐️

Contest #19

First Impressions – read story