Arya Preston

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Jun, 2020

Stories (4)

4 Stories

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“A Fictitious Voyage” by Arya Preston

Submitted to Contest #52

Poison rain descended from the canopy of azure. A force so slow yet unforgiving of the endless fields that thrived from its vivifying nutrients. It was deserted at first glance, a distorted illusion of a once-promised land merely saturated with acres of suspiciously upright flowers, ivory-tinted yet blinding like burning magnesium.I wandered barefoot, feeling every sharp pinch of those pebbles piercing my skin. A trail of red freckled along the wavering cobblestone, its eroded curves sinking into the earth beneath. Tendr...

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“An Inevitable Forfeit” by Arya Preston

Submitted to Contest #48

Accidents are my largest source of income. In this town, people always come to me after an ill-fated incident, donning a look of utter misery and grief as they pleaded for their loved ones' lives. Some were twisted backwards in places, some staggered in their steps, almost all were invariably accompanied by trembling men - ones you'd never witness in such a vulnerable state. Ever.Praise is a compelling motivator, although, not as adequate as money - yet they both bestowed their own fruits of glory and fulfi...

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“In Another Echelon Of Existence” by Arya Preston

Submitted to Contest #46

Time Remaining: Zero minutes On Friday, Jonas had returned from 1942 with scathed limbs and a throbbing headache - a parting gift he had yet to get used to - for it was his job as a Drifter. Harmonies of swooping grenades and the ricochet of golden bullets buzzed in his ears as he collapsed onto his seat, drowning beneath the luminous stare of white lights that padded the ceiling.

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“As The Clock Struck Zero” by Arya Preston

Submitted to Contest #44

An artless merlot. Vigilant in its nature as it stained the sterile carpet with child-like innocence while panic seethed into the air, besmirching the lungs of many aboard. It wasn't the violent jolts nor the abrupt descents that frightened her, but rather the frenzied roars of horrified men and women who pushed and shoved along the slender aisle towards their supposed saviour. Fear plagued her thoughts as she sank into the stiff seat. Her daughter squirmed against her strong grasp, babbling along to a nursery rhyme...

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Author bio

When Arya Preston is not portal-jumping or dimension-hopping, she occasionally strings together a bunch of words and often indulges in tacos. Arya is also a computer science freshman!