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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Aug, 2019
Submitted to Contest #8
The ocean was like a giant piece of glass. For days, there hadn’t been the tiniest breeze. The water was so still that it seemed frozen. Holokai stared over the edge of the ship, he was hoping to see the shadows of fish but all he saw was his own gaunt reflection. They had been lost at sea for over a year, now enduring largely on a diet of fish and boiled sea water. They hadn’t...
Submitted to Contest #7
I have never stopped believing that dragons exist, even though everyone tells me I’m getting too old for such things. This is because I know a secret they don’t; a dragon will only reveal itself to those who have never doubted their existence. Year after year, I wait eagerly for the day it comes true. The sky is so intensely blue, it’s hard not to smile. I hop across the lava stones, daydreaming about riding through that sky on a dragon’s back. My heart races with excitement. I can’t wait. I spot the old, white truck wobbling down the dirt r...
Submitted to Contest #5
Today, the sky was blue and Hyacinthius was smiling. Thamyras was pleasantly surprised to see this. For years, Hyacinthius had snuck out to the valley. He wasn’t supposed to leave the borders of the village now that he was ‘the chosen one’ and being trained to be the next shaman. But he still managed to slip away on occasion while those at the temple thought he was locked in his room to meditate. For years, Hyacinthius would come out to the valley ...
Submitted to Contest #2
Trevor had just finished cleaning the cages and was holding one of the lab rats, gently stroking its soft fur. “Hello?” The voice surprised him. It was late, everyone should have gone home by now. Trevor plastered on a smile to cover up anything less than desirable. A young woman with red hair and bright blue eyes stood in the doorway. “I’m sorry to bother you. Everyone else seems to be gone. I’m new, just got the lab down the hall. I left to get some things from the supply room and now I’m locked out and my car keys are in there.” “I can he...
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