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Ashley Harper

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Mar, 2023

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Sinking in Mutiny

Water blurred her vision. Darkness threatened to seep in around her. Light flashed above her, thunderous booms sounded, muffled and echoing. Her lungs burned. Her body weighed almost nothing. Yet she was sinking lower. She tried to scream for help, but water rushed into her mouth, forcing itself down into her lungs. She pushed back the fiery coughs that threatened to kill her. The darkness creeped in closer. Her mind surrendered. *** “Captain!” Darkness. “Captain!” Feeling returned. “Merantha!” A hand in hers. “Merantha, please!”...

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Not All Brits Are Bad

Every sound they made was defining. She felt almost certain they would be found and yet, his eyes looked so inviting, his face so determined. She wanted to kiss him, she realized. But that would distract from their goal. She focused forward once more and sighed. He was too focused on his job to give her any chance. She was first and foremost his partner in work, nothing more. They both gently crawled across the gravel strewn floor, careful to not let the small rocks scrape. Finally they were almost to the vault when suddenly he grabbed her h...

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The Laughing Girl

Sensitive content warning: mental health, physical violence, gore, abuse, self harmShe just knew the Detective would be there. He had to have found her. She thought she had hidden it all so well. Did they discover the body already, or was she still declared missing?As she walked down the tiled halls, her combat boots clomped on the ground and echoed down every corridor. She walked slowly, rhythmically. She used the sound to slow her pounding heart. She didn’t need to give them any clues of the darkness that swirled around her mind like fog g...

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Timekeepers

Submitted to Contest #196

“When do you want to go to?” the timekeeper asked. The two girls looked at each other and then back at the tall man. “Last Friday,” one of them said. “Are you sure?” the timekeeper asked. The girls both paused. “Yes,” they both said confidently. “What is your purpose to travel then?” “To talk to our grandmother one last time. She died just yesterday,” one girl said. The timekeeper stood and stared straight into her eyes. The girl started to tear up. “You tell truth. Tokens please,” he said, putting his han...

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The Lilac Girl

Submitted to Contest #191

Every day she walked through her orchard to listen to the stories told by the trees. It was a gift she was born with. With a soft touch of her hand, she could hear the countless knowledge the trees held just beneath their bark. In their infinite rings of wood, adventurous stories rolled before her eyes like the waves of the sea. On days like today, the trees were especially ready to share. The sky was only filled with a few clouds, the air was warm with shimmering sunshine, and a soft breeze danced through the leaves. Today the...

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Pier 35

He sat there. Just sat there. He had no book, no magazine, or newspaper. No phone, no computer. Just himself and the rising sun and a gentle ocean breeze that rushed through the trees. I knew he was waiting for me. Seeing him sit there caused a swell of emotions in me. Suddenly I wanted nothing more than to leave. How could I talk to him now? After everything that had happened before? I thought back to the day we promised each other we would meet here. It was raining, and, for some reason, we thought it was the best weather to ...

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